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The Last Boot-Rider (Fallout: New Vegas/Nevada: High Roller AU)

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In 2274, the Mojave Boot Riders vanished from southern Nevada, their last camp abandoned without any trace or evidence of their whereabouts. The day after their disappearance, a lone Securitron wandered upon the site, sent by Mr House in hopes of reaching out to the tribe and inviting them to run The Tops Hotel & Casino on the New Vegas Strip -- an invite that went unanswered, and a casino left unmanned.

Years later, in 2281, a courier carrying a chip made of platinum completed her journey without a hitch or a hint of an 'X' shaped scar to mark her forehead. With no man in a checkered suit to stand in her way, the Platinum Chip found its way into the hands of New Vegas' elusive overseer, Mr House, the courier herself becoming a begrudging agent on behalf of Mr House, bargaining caps for a militia's-worth of guns in return for his bidding to be carried out -- business that aligned with the direction of her own: rescuing her enslaved little sister from Fortification Hill. 

Along the way, she made a promise to take the Platinum Chip into a bunker inside the blood-drenched walls of Fortification Hill, upgrading an army of Securitrons within.


Easy enough, she thought.

               After all, who would stand in her way once she'd killed them all?


What Nevada Morgan, the un-shot Courier Six, had not expected, however, was to be leaving Fortification Hill in a hail of gunfire, tailed by her four-years enslaved mother, Dakota Morgan, alongside Virginia Morgan... and the fighting-feral man with a shaggy, brown mullet, dressed in slave rags, but marked with the tattoos of his long-gone tribe:

Benny Gecko, the last Boot-Rider.

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DISCLAIMER/TRIGGER WARNING: Fallout New Vegas is owned by Bethesda Games Studios and Obsidian. In addition, there will be heavy and potentially triggering themes within this story that are found within the game, so viewer discretion is advised.All Rights Reserved

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