Vault-Tec

Good morning! Vault-Tec calling!

Whatever you’re selling, I’m not buying.

You can’t begin to know how happy I am to finally speak with you. I’ve been trying for days. It’s a matter of utmost urgency, I assure you.

Maybe I don’t want to talk to you.

I’m here today to tell you that because of your family’s service to our country, you have been pre-selected for entrance into the local Vault. Vault 111.

Go. Away.

Won’t take but a moment! We do need to verify some information. To make sure you’re cleared for entrance, in the unforeseen event of  *ahem*…total atomic annihilation.

(Sarcastic) Now I can’t wait for the world to end.

player meets courser

Are you here for the synth?

I’m here to pick up an order. Two large pepperoni and a calzone. Name is “Fuck you.”

If you’re not here for the synth, then you’re here for me. What do you want?

I’m here to kill you and take what’s inside your head!

Silver Shroud

Then I’m going to Goodneighbor and kill every last worthless bastard there. And burn the whole thing down. No one screws with Sinjin.

I am the instrument of justice and I cannot fall. Death has come for you, evildoer, and I am its Shroud!