» Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:34 pm
"Ten-hut!
Alright you mutated redneck, greenskin sacks of irradiated flesh, listen up! I am Paladin Rycheck. I am in charge of training you backward maggots in the art of war and survival. In my time in the Brotherhood, I have personally trained more than fifty Initiates and I am proud say, almost fourteen of them are still alive and kicking. The Elders have ordered me to mold you flabby, hip-slapping, berry-picking, rad-rubbing, Brahmin-kissers, into capable warriors and I am gonna do it, even if it kills you. I will teach you how to eat, sleep, walk, talk, shoot, spit like a Brotherhood soldier.
First level of training will be recruitment detail. You will go to the surrounding villages and see what able-bodied primates are ready for an honest lifes work. It is your duty to remind the village elders that if they want continued protection from the scum of this world, they will uphold their end of the bargain by providing resources and their best and brightest for Brotherhood training.
Now get your weak-kneed, superstitous, soft-skin, uneducated butts to the armory. You will be issued basic weapons and armor. There are three simple rules to follow with Brotherhood equipment. If you damage your weapon, you will spend a week in the Box. If you damage your armor, you will spend a week in the Box. If you lose either, I'll kill you myself.
And one final thing ladies.
Welcome to the Brotherhood of Steel."
...'nough said. *walks off* :flamethrower: