Twisted realities (skyrim meets fallout)
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  • Parts 13
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  • Reads 157
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 48m
Ongoing, First published Jul 24, 2017
Mature
Dragons and Giants, I can handle, exploding sticks and invisible flames I can not fight, not so much. Let's hope my armor, shield and powers hold up.

Deathclaws, legion and raiders, I survived the madre, the divide, Zion and the big MT, but, lizard men, cat people, people throwing fire, ice and lighting, this place is crazy.

Follow the story of the courier of New Vegas Annabelle Jackson, hero of the NCR and chairmen of the strip, fight her way through Skyrim, meet the dragonborn and find a way back to Earth, with him
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Maxine hadn't seen her sister in years. They were what they called Travelers, beings capable of jumping from dimension to dimension, and had been separated from each other for years each in their own world. Maxine found herself in the futuristic city of Boston in the year 2077 and being wrenched from her sister was only the beginning of a series of nonstop, unfortunate events. From the nuclear war to her husband's death to the heartbreaking kidnapping of her son she'd found nothing but trouble in her new world. Then, just as it seemed nothing could get any worse, she is transported once again only this time to her sister's world, a medieval and dangerous world filled with dragons and magic known as Skyrim while her kin takes her place. As she fights relentlessly to get home Maxine must face the pieces of her past which she tried to put behind her as well as cope with an unknown destiny that lies in this new world. Regardless, she is determined to press on, return home and hopefully be reunited with her lost sister. Though the path home may not be an easy one it's one she's destined to take... if it doesn't kill her first.