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Get It Off Your Chest
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>Nazi Horsefucker Edition
Vent frustrations and life issues that don't deserve their own thread here.
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Oh? Please indicate for me where in nature,... or anywhere (in a long term perspective) where having a narcissistic self-obsession is viable, and will not result in,... 'consequential input' from one's surroundings?
Nature and Metaphysics are quite disdainful of blowhards.
All things in moderation, and that includes moderation and going to extremes. Usually the time for such things are few and far between.
Narcissism is very extremely destructive in the long term. In relationships, self actualization, and in obsession.

It's kinda like a firework. It's burning on the way to that mode of life, then it explodes. Usually the material and packing is wrong so it spluters and causes fires in the air and a general hazard to be near. Sometimes it reaches the top and is dazzling momentary beauty, as it falls apart and charred husks remain.

Instead I'm suggesting an initial ignition to light something more sustainable. Activating it with increasing fuel and pressures to obtain the effect quicker.

>example of long term successful narcissism
Asexual reproduction.
But seriously things that last long in nature aren't isolated due to the demands of the environment.
It's a tool to be used carefully. Need a distraction, it is. It can be a hindrance.
The celebrity of the bygone era carefully paints over, and wraps the narc just so the sparks fly for entertainment.
Also the zion jew. It's tempered with promises of greater self obsession. Even then that doesn't always work.
If you need any kind of base to have complete faith for it'll do. There are better alternatives.
It is fast, and feeds itself. Maybe it'll last just long enough and extinguished before things start to catch on fire.
It's temporary, not a place to stay forever.

Deeds, and accomplishments, and having the skill, wisdom, and gumption build a solid foundation that at times appear as just narcissism. Each can have it burn hotter and faster.
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>Thanks for responding.
As long as you ask something that excites my curiosity to give an answer i will, in other words i am not afraid of being open to other people Like Luna said the only thing i fear is myself as i am a daemon and i am only frightened by other daemons that i know are of similar aspect to me but only if they outmatch me. because worrying about public perspective is quite humorous to me since you can herd people into certain mindsets to make them ponder to who you are, which creates an underestimation of someone since you have not spoke to me personally before, illusion is my specialty as i am a wizard that pulls cocks out of horse pussy.
Full communication between one person and another is required for a strong relationship to exist and the nation should not hide secrets from it's own people so that they have good trust as well as understanding.
>Here's a poner friend.
Here's a pone, for (You).
>I failed to say what I ment.
I have an idea as to why you can't post properly but i won't write it.

>Is this actually the person >>fag who is the true target of >>3024
Yep, i got him good and he's still salty about it.
>Study about that.
I'm going to assume you are referring to the preparation of ceremonial horse fucking involving the devil's smoke.
There is lots of things that have been used by all forms of religion to become more in tune with ones surroundings, it just happens that these things are able to get people put in the naughty corner by the government for years because of the materialist worry over them being sold to other people, so ever since the Christians introduced their religion of submissiveness they have been subverted and demonized for being plants of the earth so that the cattle walk around them and fear these natural fruits instead of exploring their curiosity they replace it with fear of being left out of the group, these sorts of ceremonious acts were the things my ancestors lived and died for, for the freedom of being able to take drugs and fuck animals.
It's ridiculous to put both psychedelic fungus and methamphetamine's in the same corner of moral wrong as each other because of the significant differing aspects of every single drug, meth is 88X more addictive then mushrooms are so meth is therefore the preferred drug of the niggers but the Aryan's choice is more closer to the recreational realm of drugs as it appeals easier to them than to a nigger, who the fuck has heard of an Alabama nigger taking hallucinogens so that he can meet his ancient we wuz kang ancestors?
Most people have been raised from birth never to touch drugs because of the negative reputation of addiction but understandable since parents want the best for their children but sadly they blindly follow other people's ways of raising children instead of bringing children up their own way, the group hates people that go against them because independence threatens their dogmas.

>The information is always appreciated.
No worry's, i am happy to share my thoughts with you as we have common goals in these fields of thought.

I am obsessed with nature, not myself because humans are just another part of nature and i am trying to find truth amidst heaps of lies, i drew in negative energy from other peoples heads so that my own positive power may prosper and prevail above all, i am not dumb because i know i have an IQ of 1488 so i am 6 million times smarter than a Negro and i am prideful of it.

OiE: Razorback Expedition Group
>OiE: REG is an offshoot game of Operators in Equestria.

>Currently recruiting is closed, as the story is ongoing, but you can apply for the main game here:

>If you're going to lurk, read over the main pastebin to get familiar with the story and characters:

>And look over the main game, as well:
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>After time has passed and hearing Jeff, Noah open his eyes from his small daydreaming session
>Looking around and seeing all the squaddies ready, Noah turns the Dagor on and revs the engine a bit
>"Time to get to work..."
>Checking his vest, pack he had on the center console, and assuming the shield he had is still in the back if the truck, Noah begins to roll the Dagor forward onto the translocation stone
>As he gets into position, Noah starts to breath in through the nose and out through the mouth to prepare himself for the trip
>Hearing Nevil, he adds a remark
"Makes my head swim..."
>Joel settles into his seat, contemplating Blaze's apparent obsession with Celestia's flanks.
>'Guess he's an ass man?'
"Ah'm all ready, let's get to it!
>The old timer buckles himself in and prepares himself for another round of teleporting

"Same as always, just gotta pray you end up in the same spot as yer ass does..."


We must conduct a counter raid
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If you guys didn't know, a moment ago we were raided by leftist soyjakers from bunkerchan and the site known as soyjak.party. We must conduct a counter raid to prevent a future one.

Here is there site.
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Fill their boards with Aryanne lewds and porn
Based mods, kek.
Gonna try to crash the soyjak minecraft server anyone wanna help?
"Raid" is an ugly word. But, speaking of places that might benefit from a bit of our unique perspective, is anyone here familiar with redboards and redboard culture, such as it is?

They are fast-moving online anonymous text forums, full of /b/ level shitposting. Some have images and emojis that can be inserted in your post, some can't. Most require a registered account to post other images. The best known was probably F5 BBS but it was taken down a couple of years ago. All are infested with smarmy shitlibs who weren't beaten nearly enough as children.

The active ones I know of right now are:


>What is BLOC?
BLOC is a Cold War simulator where you are a third world country. As of now, MLPOL doesn't have an alliance. If there is interest, we can make one

>How can I join and bring glory to the board and horse pussy alike?
Go to https://oppressive.games/bloc/
Fill in the blanks.
Post your country name and region in this thread so we can invite you. Preferably we should be in the same region so we can protect each other if we'd be smaller.

Rumsod is a nigger when it comes to the layout, it should be fixed soon. It's been a while since a pone alliance has been in this game.

>Common mistakes:

The game is supposed to be a cold war simulator involving more diplomacy than actual war.

This is true to some point due to the diplomacy, but a war always comes up sooner or later. Our objective would be to become the strongest alliance.
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Tadas is the only one online in the region atm. It could have increased while away.
Thanks a lot, especially for the tip about research. Remember to boost your literacy as much as you can! Also it looks like research costs scale a lot for every advancement you make, even if it's a different tech.

If you're west-aligned remember to get more m14s every turn, because your relationship with the U.S. will increase by a minimum of 6 while the rifles cost 5. This is the only way we can increase weapons count until we establish domestic production. I think if we ever go for nukes only one of us should focus on it since it's such a huge and risky investment.

I'm guessing the only real way to increase stability is to wait. It'll take me a whopping 20 days to reach maximum stability!
So how bad is a recession?
Anything above a growth of I believe either -10 or -20 will result in you losing a significant amount of both stability and approval per turn if I remember correctly.

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What is your goal in life?
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Why wish to live for an eternity in this hellhole when you could escape into Equestria?
to get banned every week from /pol/ by creating a glut of Pony threads just as something else is going on on the board.
Lol that was you?

/mlh/ - My Little Human Thread
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Previous bread: http://www.desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/35655695
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What about that “Fluttershy” or Princess Twilight if they both were human? I’d like to imagine them caressing me, holding me, and loving me in general.

Though I don’t know how much they’d charge me to rent their places, but I’d imagine Princess Twilight would charge more than I make in a year.
Do you charge your dog rent?
No offense, but this sounds like cannibalism.
>smarty pants
Don’t remind me.

Glim Glam's Literary Ham Slam, Equestria-Dystopia Edition
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After spending several weeks in deep meditation over new ways to accuse amateur pony fiction authors of being homosexuals, I have returned to bestow my wisdom upon you foolish mortals.

We shall now commence with:

Fallout Equestria
By kkat

As with everything else I've delved into here, I will be coming into this one blind. As was the case with Past Sins, I know this fic by reputation, and I know that there is some controversy within the fan community about how accurately the universe of the Fallout games is portrayed here. I will state before we begin that I don't know anything about the Fallout universe and I honestly don't care that much about what details kkat gets right or wrong. I'll be judging this purely on its literary merits, as has been the case with all the other stories we've read here.

That said, let's begin.

This story, as I think I've mentioned before, is actually longer than War and Peace. It begins with not only a Prologue, but an Introduction as well. Since the Introduction is quite short, I'll just paste it in here verbatim.

>Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria...

>…there came an era when the ideals of friendship gave way to greed, selfishness, paranoia and a jealous reaping of dwindling space and natural resources. Lands took up arms against their neighbors. The end of the world occurred much as we had predicted -- the world was plunged into an abyss of balefire and dark magic. The details are trivial and pointless. The reasons, as always, purely our own. The world was nearly wiped clean of life. A great cleansing; a magical spark struck by pony hooves quickly raged out of control. Megaspells rained from the skies. Entire lands were swallowed in flames and fell beneath the boiling oceans. Ponykind was almost extinguished, their spirits becoming part of the ambient radiation that blanketed the lands. A quiet darkness fell across the world...

>…But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue for another bloody chapter in pony history. In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters known as Stables. But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them. All except those in Stable Two. For on that fateful day when spellfire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of Stable Two swung closed, and never re-opened.

>horrors of the holocaust
oy vey.

Anyway, first impressions. The prose here seems decent enough, and I am not seeing any significant grammatical or spelling errors right off the bat, which is good. As we've seen with other works, that isn't always a reliable indicator of quality, but at least we're dealing with an author who seems to be able to read and write at an adult level *knocks on wood*. Also, based on some things I've heard about this fic, I have reason to suspect this may have been professionally edited at some point as well; we'll see if this is the case or not.

As to the content, this seems to be pretty standard fare for apocalyptic science fiction. This intro is on par with the sort of thing you might expect to hear in a voiceover narration during the opening of a 1980s anime; "in the year 2525, Tokyo has been reduced to ash," that sort of thing.

>The details are trivial and pointless. The reasons, as always, purely our own.
I found this to be a little awkward, although I can't quite put my finger on why. I suppose I probably wouldn't have broken this into two sentences, I would have just connected them with a semicolon. However, the way the author has it isn't technically wrong.

I find the statement "the reasons are purely our own" to be rather ambiguous; I'm not entirely sure what the author means by this. That could be what bothers me about it. Anyway, that's enough about the intro.

Prologue: Of Pip-Bucks and Cutie Marks

I was a little confused as to why the author chose to include an introduction on top of a prologue, particularly when the overall work is quite verbose to begin with. I can see now why he chose to do this: the introduction is, as I said, basically the opening voiceover narration that sets the scene, while the prologue begins the narration of the actual story.

However, I still find the introduction to be a little unnecessary. The story itself appears to be narrated in the first person, so I could understand including a neutral third-person introduction to set the stage. However, what's interesting here is that the introduction appears to be read by the same narrator: "the reasons are purely OUR own." However, apart from this, the perspective appears to be neutral, so...I'm not sure.

In any case though, I don't feel like the intro paragraphs add much, so if I were editing this I'd probably recommend chopping the intro and just starting the story at the prologue. addendum: after having read the prologue I would probably cut that too.

Anyway, moving on.

>If I’m going to tell you about the adventure of my life -- explain how I got to this place with these people, and why I did what I’m going to do next -- I should probably start by explaining a little bit about PipBucks.
As opening lines go, this one is fairly simple and direct. The author hints that the character has done something morally questionable ("why I did what I'm going to do next"), which grabs the reader's attention well enough that I'm willing to overlook the rather awkward mixture of past and present tense. The author does a fairly decent job here of setting the scene for the story: this character is going to recount some significant events in his/her life, which presumably led up to whatever point he/she now finds himself/herself in. We don't know any details, however. This is good; we get a sense of a character but only a vague sense of who or what we're reading about. This makes us curious to continue reading.
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AND IT WILL FLOW LIKE A FLOOD OF PAIN POURING DOWN ON ME AND IT WILL NOT LET UP UNTIL THE END IS NEAR! AND IT WILL COME THROUGH THE DARKEST DAY IN THE FINAL HOUR AND IT WILL NEVER REST UNTIL THE CLOUDS ARE CLEAR! UNTIL I FIND MY DREAMS HAVE DISAPPEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA A A A A AAAAAAAAAAAAARED but for real, I'd completely forgotten about this character. which means I don't have an autistic rant prepared for her but I do have one for Calamity and what a fucking stupid character he is. Still I'll save it for when we get to the things that make him dumb. And did I mention I fucking hate ziggers in this story? It's not a "faction of" zebras that caused the apocalypse, it's all of them. Aside from 1 or 2 obligatory non-niggerish fictional niggers here and there, they are all shit-eating night-sky-fearing caesar-worshipping witch-doctor-potion-brewing cowardly evil hyper-terminally-stupid faggots!

This scene would be far less retarded if it served a clear point.
Imagine if k "roll for anal circumference, your score will always be lower than mine because I have a very stretched-out anus from all the gay sex I do" kunt wrote something like...

>"We have one Unicorn levitating all the trains!"
littlepip nods. "Makes sense."
>"Haha, just kidding! We use a crane. As if we could afford one of those one-in-a-million hyper-magical super-strong chosen one unicorns who can lift entire fucking boxcars on their own without breaking a sweat! They become travelling bounty hunters until some rich settlement makes a Retainer out of them, giving them the best luxuries the Wasteland can offer for settling down and protecting this town with their building-smashingly-strong spells!"
>littlepip is surprised lifting boxcars is not a normal thing all unicorns can do

though if Littlepip's maximum-strength magic stat was acknowledged it would need some sort of in-universe justification.
Yes, in videogames, it can be normal for the party's Human Fighter to have a higher Strength stat than their half-dragon Cleric. But in stories, this needs some kind of justification even if it's just as flimsy as "Human warrior exercises in his free time, half-dragon cleric prays instead".
maybe something like "back home in the Stable, drunken unicorns at bars would lift heavy shit around the bar as a form of arm-wrestling. It was called horn-wrestling, and unicorns did this instead of chucking chairs at each other and spitting fireballs from their horn. It caused less collateral damage. Whoever lifted the most heavy shit at once won. Winner got free drinks, and my mommy unicorn would do damn near anything for free drinks, even spend her free time exercising her horn so she can lift more shit" could fit this story.

>Ditzy Zombie
The author fails at life and explaining this, but...
Derpy Hooves became a Ghoul, an ageless skinless featherless furless weak-boned old hag(unless the author decided his Ghouls are tougher than canon Fallout Ghouls for no reason), and has wandered the Wastelands as a lonely faggot with her daughter for 200 years.
Life as a Ghoul is suffering. You're old, tired, shitty. You have weak joints that take decades to heal, if they ever heal. You lack a nose and you can't get high from sniffing meth-filled cow farts any more.
Jet Inhalers are literally full of the farts of cows on a pre-war methlike growth hormone, the origin is canonically stated in Fallout 2. Some kid named Myron invented this shit and Bethesdababbies hate this fact.
In Fallout 4, there's a random vault in the middle of nowhere and it's full of skeletons and drugs, including Buffout and Mentats and Jet. post-bombing drugs made their way into a vault built before the war. The "Experiment" was "Let's get some addicts together in a vault without drugs and then open a secret compartment full of all drugs and see if they kill themselves via overdose- yep they killed themselves via overdose. Great experiment, guys! Really fucking doing our part for the Enclave's secret mission! Fucking Christ, somebody kill me."
This Vault exists because some fucktarded intern didn't do his Jet research and thought it would be fun and spooky for a player to wander around an underground shelter full of empty drug bottles/injectors, skeletons, and full unopened unused drug bottles/injectors.
Fantard: "m-m-maybe Myron lied! I mean, he is a rapist who rapes you if you're a girl, right?"

They're lightweight, numerous, and primarily a backup currency. In Fallout 1 and 2 Barter is your main form of trade since you and most people don't carry thousands of caps. You'll trade your rope and a spare landmine for a 10mm pistol and 24 10mm bullets, plus 14 caps to even the trade out. Caps can be exchanged at The Hub, the california desert's biggest trading hub, for a single glass of water each. It's a water-backed currency in this irradiated desert.
Fallout 2 still phased out caps in favor of freshly-printed NCR dollars, now that the NCR could literally print money.

>speculative scenarios
You're right, check out some Victorian-Era Postcards that speculated on what the future might look like. Massive city blocks migrate on steam-powered railroads. Coppers on pedal-powered flying bicycles chase criminals with jetpacks. Moving pavements. Cities with glass roofs. Bikes that float on the water. Combination railroads and boats that take underwater railroad tracks across the seafloor. Cops using X-ray machines that look like old cameras to see through walls. Taking a summer vacation to admire the green green grass of the motherfucking north pole. Weather-control machines mounted on railroads. A broadcast of a live performance showing in a theatre, the most far-fetched and out-there idea imaginable. It's beautiful retrofuture and it came long before the era of rayguns and flying saucers and mysterious vats and pulp-science pulp-hero funshit and capital-S pronounced-exclamation-point "Science!".
also i hit word limit but in Fallout nobody uses Pre-War USA Dollars because they're hyper-inflated and worthless. They aren't even mentioned in Fallout 1/2 and in Fallout 3, a stack of a thousand dollars bound by some tape or whatever can be traded to any merchant for a few caps just like a random toy bear or empty glass bottle.

It's weird that you can't really do anything constructive with your trash until Fallout 4, where you can Scrap items to turn them into screws, scrap metal, adhesive, etc and then use these resources to build ugly shit in your settlements out of ugly scrap or build some crafting tables so you can modify your armour and guns.
And that's a strange mix, too.
Sometimes you're changing the leather on your armour to be Shadowed Leather, blacking it out and making you take -5 damage from laser weapons.
And sometimes you're changing the leather on your armour to be Padded and Hardened and infused with invisible Ballistic Weave, giving it +20 bullet resistance for no reason.
Sometimes you're changing the scopes and receivers and barrels on your guns to make them automatic or semi-auto, scoped or iron-sighted...
And sometimes you're replacing the Standard Stock of your pistol with a +3 Comfort Grip and replacing the Standard Receiver with a Hair-Trigger Receiver for bonus Accuracy and Damage. And turning any semi-auto gun automatic will automatically reduce it to 50-75% of its damage per shot for absolutely no reason besides videogame "balance".
Game is balanced poorly anyway, needs 50+ mods to replace all canon content before it's playable.

Fallout 4 added a settlement crafting system because a fan of Fallout New Vegas added a settlement-building Real Time Strategy-inspired superior settlement crafting system to Fallout New Vegas (a 10 year old game) using a single mod file with no budget or teams of experts helping him.


Fallout 1? People rebuild. Some settlements are crime-ridden shitholes in junkyards with scrap walls and hotels full of hookers and crime lords. Some settlements have "fucking tribals" living in Adobe Houses with Mud Walls and a well and farming and more.
Fallout 2? The rebuilding accelerated. Vault City's so beautiful there's a chance you'll forget you're playing a Fallout game. There's a crime-ridden town with warring crime families and it's fucking fun, you can even star in a porno film there and become a porn star.
Fallout 3 and 4 are shooting galleries disguised as Fallout(TM) games
NV is actually good like 1 and 2 but still forced to reuse a load of 3's ugly art assets
but 4
fucking 4
Farmers with shotguns get preyed upon by raider settlements operating out of old-world car factories miles away, but you can easily scrap 3 shotguns to get the parts to build a row of Automatic Gun Turrets.
In your Settlements, of course. Being able to throw down some turrets in the middle of combat would be fun, so you can't do it in F4 without mods.
Sometimes you'll run into Trashcan Carla and buy some trash from her tamed cow's saddlebags, but nobody else can do anything with any of the scrap. It's just you and the Power Armour you built instantly and the gun/leather armour you spent 10 minutes modding for maximum damage and protection bonus points rather than for looks or theme since there are no significant looks or theme mods.
then you'll walk or jetpack over to a junkyard full of Raiders and open fire on this random shooting gallery.

For fuck's sake, many Fanmade Mods for F4 that add guns and armour will let you customize their colour scheme, print your names on them, even though they make no money and rely on donations from fans and patreon subscriptions to get anything from their creativity. Fans trying to make Fallout 4 a good game try harder than BugthEAsderp ever did.

And the settlements you build in Fallout 4 out of scrap and spare parts and magical paper shipments that turn into 25 screws when needed ARE FUCKING UGLY.
THE PARTS DON'T LOOK NEW ENOUGH unless they're some Institute "sleek and white ipods" shit.
if you build a settlement that produces more Resources than it has people
Settlers will show up
randomly-generated NPCs with nothing to say, no stories to give, not even a pre-written default Personality Type like in Animal Crossing
these npcs exist to be assigned to one stick of corn, or one tomato plant, or one trading/service-offering stall to Activate it, causing it to generate food/supplies/cash for your Settlement.
It's like Bethesda heard one intern's kid liked Stardew Valley and Animal Crossing so a focus team of """experts""" tried and failed to outdo it by letting you build every bad idea they could think of, including an arena that magically assigns colour-coded teams to animals and makes them fight.
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The Punt Gun.

Old-timey brits used to mount these babies on boats, silently glide their boats along the water, and open fire on Waterfowl. One shot from this could fuck up an entire herd of ducks!
They were once banned for being TOO effective, and reducing the waterfowl population too much!

Are they still legal today, in some places? Are there communities that consider the manufacturing and use of these things a tradition? I have no idea.

But I do know a few men working together could easily lift and aim this thing, and keep it on-target while firing.
So a unicorn able to lift boxcars would have an easy time making this "BFG-1900" work.

In a wild and dangerous wasteland full of disease, unwashed enemies with homemade pipe pistols and barely-functional pre-war weaponry in poor condition, you don't want to leave anything up to chance.
You want the gap in firepower AND defense between you and your enemies to be as big as possible.
Sure, a "badass" could beat a Raider in a knife-fight. But nobody wants to get cut by a Raider's rusty machete, not even once.
When your Pip-Buck detects an enemy around the corner, would you want to get him with an expensive rare grenade, an improvised makeshift grenade, or risk fighting him hand to hand or gun to gun, throw down caltrops or a bear trap, cast Fireball or Wall Of Flames, wall off the corner with an Earth Wall spell and then shove it at the foe with another Earth element spell, or shoot right through the corner with the biggest gun you have?

Even though the "lightly-armoured stealthy crouched sniper in light armour" build is the best Fallout build gameplay-wise, in reality you'd want good padded protection A LOT more than you'd want +5% crit chance from wearing boiled leather shoulder/kneepads and a leather chestpiece over a neon blue denim jumpsuit with piss-yellow or reflective gold highlights and lettering.
Ghillie suits
Ceramic armoured plates, plus kevlar and leather. "Bulletproof" vests can be worn by you, or enemies, so why risk losing to them when you can carry guns that pierce armoured foes, tanks, and the buildings behind them?
Hell, a medieval knight's armour would be great. Their weight is exaggerated in old movies (remember that film where cranes were used to put armoured jousters atop their horses?) but they aren't much heavier than what the average soldier currently carries.
Plus Fallout's power armour is supposed to be pretty silent when you aren't getting in, getting out, or crashing through shit and smashing it up with miniguns and rocket-boosted Super Sledgehammers. There are Stealth Mods (Including a permanent stealth field) available for Power Armour suits in Fallout 4.

And that's without considering magic. Every magical item should be a legendary game-changer. One Raider "Lord" could easily put himself in charge and get the other gang paying tribute to him and his gang if he had a +5 Enchanted Leather Jacket Of Toughness that made his flesh bulletproof.

Imagine a sniper in a thick and heavy suit of Power Armour that's enchanted for absolute silence, wearing both a Ghillie Suit for practical camo and a StealthBuck for technology-aided near-total invisibility.
Now imagine he's using a 50cal sniper rifle with explosive ammo, but the silencer's enchanted to make the gun so literally silent that it's weirdly unnerving and surreal
Hell, fuck 50cal, a human can use those. Power Armour boosts your strength and weight immensely, letting you use heavier weapons without having your 300-pound arms shoved off-target. Let's go with a 75 cal sniper rifle. Hits harder, and the shots have more explosive packed in every bullet. Or perhaps a 150mm tank gun, torn off a tank and repurposed into a single-shot manually-loaded fucker that's worth every second your stealthy ass spends safely reloading
The target location only knows they're being fired on because of the sudden detonations that can kill or wound many foes at once, obliterating fortifications and buildings while bringing raider-infested ruins down on raider heads
The enemies know they are screwed once it's too late
But they can't tell where the bullets are coming from, they can only flee and get shot or stand and get shot.
Any smart sniper would take out the Unicorns and highly-obvious Pip-Buck-Wearer first, to avoid detection and avoid the enemy force teleporting away/shielding themselves
Now imagine this power-armoured hero is a Unicorn able to teleport or portal around, or a Pegasus able to fly around. Either way, they can easily change their sniping spot.
a portal-maker could also fire from the same spot, while making his bullet hit targets from unexpected and disorienting angles, easily firing around cover and from impossible distances. Now you're really thinking with portals! Is that still relevant? Portal 3 when?

We haven't yet gotten to the Statuettes yet
Statuettes are little minifigures and they have tiny fragments of copies of the Mane Six's souls, so they give +1 to their chosen stat when picked up
now imagine a Power Armour suit infused with the soul of a highly skilled and experienced Pegasus soldier.
if you fully infused a soul into a suit of armour able to move and aim guns and fly and shoot...
Would you get a suit that boosts the wearer's ability to pilot the suit via magic, or a suit possessed by the Pegasus's soul?
Either way is pretty cool.
Imagine a Unicorn infused with a Pegasus's flight knowledge knowing exactly how to magically manipulate the wings of his Power Armour suit.
Not that it's needed when you can just magically levitate yourself and the suit anyway. Can't be assed to calculate Littlepip's weight but it plus the canon 450 pounds of the heaviest Power Armour suit out there is still less than a boxcar.
There is actually a smart reason in the Fallout universe, explained in the first couple of games, why bottlecaps are used as currency, though whether Kkat knows about it or they just repurposed a mechanic from the games is unknown. Most likely the later, if I were to guess. Bottlecaps themselves are indeed worthless, but it's what they represent that gives them their value. In the early wasteland, the most valuable resource was clean drinking water. If you wanted to buy something from someone, you had to trade water for it. Something which especially kept the wastelanders in California alive were the water merchants, who would travel from settlement to settlement selling their water, and would tend to hold their water in old, empty Nuka-Cola bottles. After a while settlements started to use the caps for said bottles as a kind of currency instead of the water. It's kinda like how modern currencies work, except instead of silver, gold, and oil, they use water. How said use of caps spread to other parts of the wasteland is an unexplained mess caused by Bethesda, but such is life.

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I've been with this cute girl for a while and she laughs at some offensive and racist jokes, but not all of them.
The sjws already kicked her out of their areas and called her a nazi over some shipping bullshit that doesnt matter, so they'll never let her back in and she doesn't want to go back in.
What more can I show her? Funny content and informative content us appreciated, she's responded great to E;R content so far and seen it all.
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If we need some pizza fast, we should call Hitler! He only had 2.3 million pigs in his country, but he was able to cook six million of them in just a few years, while still leaving 3.2 million pigs wanting more once he was done!
Ehhh. Good effort, but... not hitting the spot for me.
A Mexican and, a negro walk into a bar. Then someone walks in and asks about the other two. The bartender says,
"Ah, but once you've heard Jaun you've heard Jemal." I know I'm forgetting something on this one

A dozen BLM activists walk into a bar. The rebar says nothing.
Well. Boondocks might be a fun time.
How do you say fuck you in Hebrew?
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get the fuck over here little cunt
I hope nobody repeatedly bumps this thread hoping to make it hit bump limit
You're shit at this game. Lurk until you figure out the rules
Get the guck back here