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Nevada: High Roller (Fallout New Vegas)

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Reads 99,758
Votes 993
Parts 39
Time 59h 9m

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"Being shot in the head will teach you two very important things about life.
  
  
  The first thing it teaches you is that you're tempting fate when you take a shortcut on your delivery route through a graveyard. When you're already surrounded by the dead and buried, sometimes there are people who want to help you feel at home, with a 9mm hunk of lead right through your noggin.
  
  
  And the second thing that it teaches you is that, when the finky bastard in the checkered suit who pulled the nine on you is dumb enough to show you his face, you'd better remember it -- just in case you survive, harboring one killer headache and a hankering for some good, old-fashioned vigilante justice."
  
  
  Meet Nevada Morgan: a 22 year-old Mojave Express courier-turned-gunslinger with a lifelong streak of bad luck. Tired of losing in life and with a hunger for revenge, she'll do whatever it takes to track down what she's lost -- and for Nevada, there's no price too high. 
  
  
  For Nevada, it's all or nothing.
  
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  HIGHEST RANKINGS:
  
  #1 NUCLEAR (28/6/2022)
  #1 MOJAVE (28/6/2022)
  #1 NCR (10/7/2022)
  #1 NEW VEGAS (24/08/2023)
  #1 COURIER (22/10/2023)
  #1 POST-APOCALYPSE (04/12/23)
  
  DISCLAIMER/TRIGGER WARNING: Fallout New Vegas is owned by Bethesda Games Studios and Obsidian. This is fan-fiction and includes head-canons and another take on the game's story-line. In addition, there will be heavy and triggering themes within this story that are found within the game, so viewer discretion is advised.All Rights Reserved

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