I got in a seven-way fight last night.
I was making my approach to Libertalia. Just before crossing the bridge, two BOS helis showed up, trolling for targets.
After crossing the bridge, I skirted the junkyard to avoid the Ladybot and her consort.
Coming up to the crossroads leading up the hill were a group of seven raiders. They were hustling up the hill toward the supermutants in the cop shop. Soon enough, those two groups of worthies were taking potshots at each other.
The courser, waiting up the hill, needed to join in the fight.
I started taking potshots at the raiders for keks.
The two BOS choppers had followed me in and were hosing everybody down in sight. Then they dropped their troops.
So: me, raiders, supermutants, the courser, and the BOS. Shit was exploding and on fire everywhere. It was glorious.
Then, the two robots from the junkyard decided to see what was going on in the thread. Suitably worked up from having their slumber disturbed, the Mr. Gutsy and his Assaultron mistress roll up the hill and start blazing.
I was laughing my ass off as the point, despite the fact that my PC was running around inside a giant hornet’s nest.
Eventually, the combatants are whittled down to me, Piper, and the courser. I imagine we were all staring at each other and saying, “What the fuck?”
Then, as a cherry on top, a single ghoul comes sprinting up the hill towards us.
“Shit, I’m late, aren’t I?”
ZOT ZOT ZOT ZOT ZOT
