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Fallout 4 Companion Oneshots
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Ongoing, First published Apr 06, 2016
A collection of oneshots based on the player character (Sole Survivor) and the various companions in Fallout 4. I take requests, prompts, and I really appreciate any feedback. These will be either romanced or non-romanced companion stories.

All stories are in first person. Therefore the Sole Survivor is whoever, whatever or whichever person you want them to be. 

FOLLOW me on Instagram if you have a moment? :) It's @//anime.seven - I have a Fallout 4 project I'm currently working on that I'll be posting updates there for soon!
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HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in survivalofthefittest #1 in zacharius #2 in Quartz #5 in zombiesurvival #8 in survival The world went to shit 8 months ago. I haven't had a proper shit since then. Hi, I'm Unity. And I have had it with this zombie fucking apocalypse I just want to put a bullet in my skull. Unfortunately, (or fortunately, whichever you prefer) I don't have a gun with me. Fucking scientists and their fucking experiments, they just won't let the Earth breathe for a second, can they?!?! Fucking assholes. Now the world has gone to shit, and it would've been okay to just wait this apocalypse out if it weren't for my food and water supply depleting. *crack* Oh shit. Well, I got to run. The zombies are about to break into this convenience store I'm currently staying in. "FWEET!" My dog came barrelling towards me at the sound of my quiet whistle, a bag of treats in her mouth as I looked at her helplessly. "Really?" I sighed. I grabbed my bag and put the treats in and swung my baseball bat as if to test the strength I should exude to bash their heads in. Oh. Did I say I'm going to run away from them? My bad. I meant to say I'm gonna run through them. Hi, I'm Unity Cherish Joy Alcock. And I'm anything but.