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Corvega assembly plant terminals

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Jared's Terminal

Note: This desk terminal is located on the desk of the office niche of the main assembly line.


Welcome to ROBCO Industries (TM) Termlink

Setting up Shop


Gunfire's finally quieted down. Suppose that means either Lonnie and Gristle wiped up the last of the ghouls or they're currently serving as someone's meal.

But now Lexington is secure, I can finally get to work.



Nothing is working. The old woman, she used to just huff some Jet, pop some pills, then she'd start babbling, spouting vision after vision. And they all turned out true. The Raiders burning the town, killing the parents, stealing the kids. Stealing me. I remember the look in her eyes when she saw my fate. "Kid, you're gonna be a monster." All true.

If I could get that sort of power, that sight, the Commonwealth, the other gangs. No one would have a prayer.

But nothing's working. Maybe I need to try upping the dosages. I'm gonna need another bucket.



It's not the chems.

They're just a trigger for the sight. It's me. I'm the problem. Wish I'd realized it before my arms looked like pin-cushions, but at least it's a new lead.

I need subjects.

Experiments Continue


Still no successes but the rumor of free chems has brought plenty of new recruits. Ranks are nearly back up to where they were before we cleaned out Lexington. Lonnie thinks it's a waste of time, says we need to spend our time building up our defenses.

But Lonnie doesn't make the decisions. I do.

She does seem to be enjoying her new position, though. Maybe another dose of Psycho will get her visions firing.

She's Here!


Gristle says there's a caravan headed this way. Some joker in a cowboy hat with a laser musket, three civilians and one frail old woman dressed like a fortune teller.

It's her. I know it's her. I sent Gristle to collect her.

I wonder if she'll recognize me?

Of course she will. She saw this coming, after all.

Slag's Dead

Note: This entry is available after the Sole Survivor clears the Saugus Ironworks.


Someone snubbed out Slag and the Forged. Word's hazy on who did the deed, but it sounds like an outside party, not a rival gang. There a new player in the Commonwealth?

Beantown Wiped Out

Note: This entry is available after the Sole Survivor clears the Beantown Brewery.


Seems someone waltzed into Beantown Brewery and put Tom and his entire gang in the dirt. Was about time we posted some extra guards anyway.

School's Out

Note: This entry is available after the Sole Survivor clears the East Boston Preparatory School.


Bosco's dead. Welcome as that news is, if someone can put down that lunatic, none of us are safe.

I'm sending out some scouts, see if I can't find out where Bosco's butcher might be heading next.

Gristle's Terminal

Note: This desk terminal is located on the cabinet of the office niche of the coolant cap assembly line.


Welcome to ROBCO Industries (TM) Termlink



Took down another caravan today. Hell yeah, that makes three in one month. To top it off, Freddie came by with the good news that another caravan is headed our way. Says he spotted some guards, but it's mostly civilians. They even got an old broad dressed like a fortune teller and some joker in a cowboy hat. Gonna ask Jared for more men to take this caravan down. That fucking hat is mine!

Database Network: OFFLINE


Database Network

Database network access is granted to authorized personnel only.


> Connecting...

Lonnie's Terminal

Note: This wall terminal is located on the wall of the niche of the basement.


Welcome to ROBCO Industries (TM) Termlink



Lexington is ours. Fuck yeah! Wiped out the ghoul swarm without losing anybody. Jared is setting us up in the big car factory for now.



Swept through town again today. Gristle and I each took teams and flushed some of the ghoul stragglers out of a block of apartments. Already got my eye on a nice one at the top of the building. Been wanting a place with a view for a while now.

Need Another Turret


I've asked Jared for another turret down here. He says he's working on it, but ain't convinced he ain't just blowing me off so he can get back to playing with his chems. We need another turret. This pipe access into Lexington has been great for us so far, but if we don't defend it properly, it might as well be an open invitation for anyone looking to get in.

Drinking Party


Gristle and the boys almost got us killed the other day drinking down here, making all sorts of noises. A bunch of ghouls didn't want to miss the party and stumbled in through the pipe. Luckily the boys can hold their liquor and were able to still shoot straight.



Still haven't gotten our other turret down here. Jared needs to get his head out of his ass. He's been pouring way too much time and caps into trying to figure out this "sight" thing, when what we need to be doing is securing this place.

I'm going to go talk to him. Gristle says I'm just going to make him mad, but someone has to make him see reason.

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