"Fuck man, another shit day at work." I thought aloud grumpily as I came through the front door of my home.

  Haaa, I hope they lessen my increased workload sometime soon otherwise I'm gonna have to find another job in a moment here...

  No point thinking about it anymore. I'll just see how things go the wo weeks before I make my decision. At least it's Friday, so I have the rest of the night to do as I please, not to mention the weekend I have to look forward to.

  Throwing thoughts of work to the bay mind, I headed off down to my basement to workout. For the hour and a half, I went through my routiarting off with quite a few sets with my curl bar loaded with 182 pounds on it followed by some weighted dips, bent over rows, shrugs with a couple of 50-pound dumbbells. And fi off with 3 ptes on the bench before I decided to call it quits for the day.

  Damn, I've been making gains tely. That dbol sure is making a difference. I've added around 2 io my arms and increased my weight by 25 pounds since I started it. But I am getting a bit bloated, so I probably won't run this drug for too much longer si is liver toxic as well.

  I thought to myself after feeling the great pump I got in a rge portion of my upper body.

  *Growl*

  It do be about that time. Guess I'll go whip up some dio fuel my gains. Burgers sound pretty appetizing right about now, so it looks like I'll be firing up the grill. Gotta feed the muscles if I want to tinue making gains.

  Returning upstairs, I gathered the ingredients I needed and spent the following 20 minutes preparing my meal. Wheually had it all ready, I went and sat down at my PC to wate YouTube while I hoovered up the dinner I had made for myself in half the time I took to prepare it.

  Damn, those were a good couple of burgers. I didn't eveo finish watg my video.

  Well, whatever I'll finish ter, it's time I got a bit gaming si's been quite a while since I've st booted a game up. Mostly due to me being on a reading binge as of te and increased work hours, so it's time I got into a game once again. As for what sort of game, I'll see once I open Steam.

  Starting steam up, I waited the couple of seds it required before expl my library of games in search of tonight's eai.

  Hmm, I haven't pyed Fallout in a while and I kinda want to roam around the wastes in power armor while gunning down super mutants with a minigun. I've also yet to py that mod A Tale of Two Wastends and this is as good a time as any to do so.

  So that's what I proceeded to do.

  ...

  It took a bit, but I eventually set up the mod A Tale of Two Wastends. With the main mod installed, I went on to install a long mod list before I felt I could finally begin my wastend adventure.

  There shall be no sleep, only fallout.

  I thought to myself as I started the mod up and watched the intro to Fallout 3.

  "Ahh, the intro gets me every time."

  I thought aloud while the music ying and I started reminisg about all the hours I dumped into this game as a kid back when all I had was a Xbox 360 along with no worries and responsibilities.

  Those were the days.

  Quickly leaving the main menu behind after some nostalgia, I went through the whole character creation process and made a white male character simir to myself with very dark brown short hair, nearly b color and blue eyes. My character made in my own image or as close as I could get it, I blew through the whole baby phase, distributed my special points, and whatnot. From there, I speedily ran the vault 101 se of the game and made my way out into the capital wastend in record time.

  ...

  Many hours of Fallout gamepy ter, I'm level 25, have a full suit of power armor, and got my unique minigun Eugene. Shit, I got a lot done over this all-nighter gaming session I pulled.

  As I was beginning to save my game and call things a night because of the sun peaking through my blinds, my head began to throb. Thinking nothing of it initially, I saved my game and got up from my desk. The moment I had dohat, the throbbing ramped up, almost causio stumble.

  Beginning to feel an o of pain on top of the rapidly increasing throbbing that felt as if it could make me pass out any moment now, I tried rushing for my phoo dial 911. However, before I could near my cellphone on my night stand the lights shut off and my visio bck, as did my sciousness.

  God knows when I started to wake after an ierminate amount of time. As soon as I had gotten through my groggy state and regained full awareness, I instantly felt odd.

  My head is kinda fuzzy, I wonder why.

  I thought as I quickly began remembering the events that had occurred prior to me bg out. Aware of what had happened previously and lucky to not be dead, I looked around my surroundings to see where I was. Unfortunately for me, everything appeared to be as bck as ink.

  I'm not dead luckily, but this might not be so good either. I 't make out a sihing in this pitch bck. It's also hard to move any of my limbs and my neck for some reason.

  Well, this 't possibly be good. I might end up being a vegetable for the rest of my life at this rate.

  With nothing to do, I sat... id... or whatever position I was currently in, waiting for something to happen. As more and more time passed, I eventually took notice of a weird pulsing sound that I never recall hearing in my eint here. Later, I also started to feel something tugging on my legs.

  Then, after a while, I noticed I was moving and before I k; I opping out of whatever space I was being held in. The very instant I popped out, a blindingly bright white light unceremoniously greeted me.

  Ahhhh, my eyes are burning. What the fuck is this.

  After a few moments, my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the light. And as soon as they had, the world came into view, dispying a se in front of me that seemed oddly familiar. Whilst I was taking this all in, my body began to a its own by g out.

  *Waaaaah-waaaaaahhhhhhh-waaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh*

  "Let's see, are you a birl? It's a boy, a boy. We've got a son, Catherine, a beautiful, healthy baby boy."

  Well, it would appear that I've somehow been reborn as a baby. Goodbye prior life. Hello whatever this is.

  "Huh, oh oh James, oh we did it. Huh, a son, huh, a beautiful son, huh." The woman who was my new mother said boriously.

  "You've got a bright future ahead of you, son. I'm sure of it."

  "Look at you, look at you… Hi there. I'm your daddy, little guy daddy. Yonna need a name, aren't you? Your mother and I have been talking. What do you think about Harold Todd Woods? That's a good name, don't you think? Fits you perfectly."

  "Looks like they've fihe gene proje. Let's see what you'll look like when you're all grown up." The man I presumed to be my new father said before a gene proje s moved towards my face.

  When the piece of equipment stopped in front of me, time seemed to freeze. Thus, I took the unlimited amount of time I had at my disposal to gather my thoughts ouation I found myself in.

  Now that I've had a few moments to process what I believe to be going on, it would appear that I'm in the world of fallout. But in a not-so-bad position of my father being James, the doctor/stist from Fallout 3 and in this case. And seeing how I get to keep my name from my st life, that would make his name James Woods, not sure what his middle name would be, but I bet I'll learn of it, eventually.

  Moving on from that thought. I guess I should start to pn out what I'm going to do iure, because I'm in a world where a good portion of the p has been reduced to ash and nuclear wastends with almost everything out to kill you and rip your face off.

  Hmm, let me think, there isn't much point thinking super far ht now. That said, I at the very least pn out my childhood and what I should take advantage of since my childhood will be myself and my new dad living in vault 101 iive safety.

  With that being the case, there are few opportunities I take advantage of, such as w on my body to increase my physical attributes. And developing my knowledge, which should transfer over to most skills such as bartering, energy ons, explosives, guns, lockpig, medie, repair, sce, sneaking, speech, survival, and uhere may be even more skills than that, that currently I'm unaware now that this isn't a game anymore, but those are the ones I'm aware of at this time.

  It would also be worthwhile to ihe years ahead into making things I would need for my iable ve into the wastend. So it would be wise to prepare ranged ons, ammo, armor, medical supplies, a durable melee on, a number of miseous items for many situations, survival gear, and food that sts for extended periods, to name a few.

  I also try to ge the events that happened in vault 101 and use them to my advantage such as stopping/preventing the overseer from going on a murder-happy beo shaping his daughter Amata and trying to pce her in the overseer position to use as a puppet instead of myself. I could take the role myself, but I don't really want all that extra work. Or I still just leave after I extracted all the bes I milk the vault for.

  I think that's enough pnning for now. Let me take a look at the s that's been sitting in front of my face this eime.

  Throwing further pnning for future me to pte about, I checked the gene proje out. Upon doing so I discovered it appeared to have defaulted to the character I made st night. In addition to that, I found this gene projector had several additional options to use from the inal.

  Ohh, there are even options to ge everything from my max height to the length/girth of my dong, sweet.

  After a bit more scrolling through the options, I came across something incredibly useful towards the bottom of the sele.

  Oh, and what is this, I even have traits I pick from as well. Fuck yeah, that is actually huge.

  Let's see tions I got.

  Traits

  2 Points Left

  | Bloody Mess | +10% damage and your enemies die more violently.

  | Bruiser | Strength is increased by 2 points and 2 agility is lost. The 2 S.P.E.C.I.A.L. points gained by this trait be used on any S.P.E.C.I.A.L. stat, simir to Small Frame and Gifted.

  | Built to Destroy | All ons have an increased ce to cause a Critical Hit, but at the cost of more frequent maintenance.

  | Chem Reliant | This trait will double the character's ces of getting addicted to any chem, but it also gives them faster recovery from the side effects.

  | Chem Resistant | The effect duration and addi ce of chems are halved.

  | Custrophobia | When outside you gain +1 to all S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s but when indoors, you suffer -1 to all S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s.

  | Early Bird | +2 to all S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s from 6 am to 12 pm but -1 to them from 6 pm to 6 am

  | Fast Metabolism | +2 Healing Rate.

  | Fast Shot | Fire rate +20%, stamina cost +20%, gun and energy on accuracy -20%.

  | Finesse | Critical ce is increased by 10%.

  | Four Eyes | +2 Perception when wearing gsses.

  | Gifted | +1 to all S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s however, all skills are reduced by 10%.

  | Good Natured | Gain a 15% boost to all social skills and a 10% redu to all bat skills.

  | Heavy Handed | Melee and utacks deal 20% more damage.

  | Hoarder | +25 carry weight but if the load you are carrying drops below 160 pounds, receive -1 to all S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s until you're back above 160 pounds.

  | Hot Blooded | When your health drops below 50% you deal 15% more damage, but you also suffer a -2 perception and agility penalty.

  | Jinxed | Higher ces that failures are critical for everyone around you.

  | Kamikaze | Deal 25% more damage at the cost of having no natural damage threshold or damage resistance.

  | Logan's Loophole | Chems st twice as long and remove the possibility of being addicted, but you 't pass level 30.

  | Loose on | This trait increases your throwing speed of ons by 30% and reduces your stamina costs by 30% as well. However, you lose 25% thrown on velocity, shortening the distance from which you hit a target.

  | Night Person | Receive a -1 modifier to both intelligend perceptioween the hours of 6:00 AM to 6:00 PM. But get a +1 modifier to those same S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s from the hours of 6:00 PM to 6:00 AM.

  | One Hander | -40% Accuracy penalty with two-handed ons and a +20% accuracy bonus with one handed ons.

  | Sex Appeal | This trait improves rea towards you by members of the fairer sex as well as increases sexual prowess. Also upgrades your trading skills when bartering with female merts.

  | Skilled | You gain +10% to all skills, but you gain 10% fewer experience points.

  | Small Frame | +1 Agility but reduces carry weight by 25 and increases limb damage received by 25%.

  | Take Another | Let's you take arait at the cost of 1 special point. Doesn't cost a trait point.

  | Trigger Discipline | Guns and energy ons have reduced sway, increased accuracy, reduced rate of fire, and increased stamina cost by 20%.

  | Wild Wastend | You will enter oddities and stras frequently.

  I have quite a few options to choose from. However, there are some obvious traits that provide signifitly more bes pared to others, such as Gifted, for instahat sole trait awards a +7 to special points for a miniscule -10% to skills which be verted to a -10% experience points gained instead with Skilled. Something I'd rather deal with paratively, and that ive 10% effect be ed with 2 points of intelligence.

  Going with those traits, they would e out to 2 points so far, meaning I'm left with zero trait points remaining. Though if I fo a S.P.E.C.I.A.L. point, I cim arait with Take Another's help, but what would I use that point on... I see sex appeal ing in handy quite often and because I'll be going to Megaton, the minute I leave the vault to stock up on supplies from Moira Brown and to get that free house I probably get a det dist out of her.

  Not too bad of an idea. I'll go with those traits.

  Okay, with traits out of the way, let's go back to izing what I'll look like iure. I'm pretty satisfied with my appearance, so I'll leave my maiures mostly unged and will set my max height at 6 foot 6 inches. As for my dong, I never had pints in that department, thus I'll leave that alooo.

  I gave everything a once over aed plete resuming time.

  "Yoing to look a lot like your dad."

  Nope.

  "See that Catherine?"

  "Ohhh…. Very strapping… Ha Ha Ha…"

  "It's a big world out there, son, full of all sorts of people. What about you? What kind of person are you going to be?"

  "James?"

  "Catherine!"

  "James…"

  "Catherine!"

  "Something's… *Hah* Something's not…"

  "She's in cardiac arrest. Start pressions! Get the baby out of here! Move, move!"

  No ge there, it seems, not like there is really anything I do to help since I'm a baby. I also have no medical knowledge or any experien that particur field to speak of, so there's that as well. But it would have been o have both of them together as my parents.

  "One, ohousand. Two, ohousand… e on!"

  Feeling kinda tired right about now, I began dozing off into the nd of dreams as I was being brought away by one of the stists w on project purity with my parents. A few seds ter, my vision darkened from not being able to keep my eyes open any longer.

  Well, off I go to who knows where, hopefully Rivet City and then to vault 101 ter on.