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response	1.262304E9 1.57788E9 {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Hunh! {Powerfully swinging a weapon, up over your head and bringing it down hard on your opponent. Quick and violent, not drawn out.} Rrrraaaaarrggghhhh! {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Weergh! {Heavy breathing and coughing, clutching a mortal wound and struggling to stay alive} *heavy breathing* *cough cough* {Powerfully swinging a weapon, up over your head and bringing it down hard on your opponent. Quick and violent, not drawn out.} Aaaayyyaarrrrgghh! {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Yearrgh! {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Agh! {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Aggghh! {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Nargh! {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Rrarggh! {Heavy breathing and coughing, clutching a mortal wound and struggling to stay alive} Agh! *cough* *wheeze* {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Yah! {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Unf! {InPain} Agh. {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Argh! {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Grrh! {Powerfully swinging a weapon, up over your head and bringing it down hard on your opponent. Quick and violent, not drawn out.} Yyyaaaarrgghh! {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Gah! {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Gah! {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Nyyarrggh! {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Yeagh! {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Nargh! {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Nnh! {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Oof! {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Rargh! {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Grrargh! {Heavy breathing and coughing, clutching a mortal wound and struggling to stay alive} Oof! *heavy breathing* {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Hyargh! {shouted to assembled soldiers / Defiant} Brotherhood vertibirds incoming! Take cover and get ready for the fight of your lives! Time to finish the job on these sons-of-biscuit-eaters. {Confident} If you're short of building supplies, there was some dismantled artillery in the armory that you could scrap for parts. {Confident} Don't worry, General. We'll hold the Castle, no matter what. {Light coughing from smoke after intentionally setting off an explosion} Well, that seems to have done the trick. Though it looks like you got a window in your office now, General. {Irritated} You're smarter than that. Those musty old papers are going to help us take the Commonwealth back. Well I'll be. I would've never guessed the Sarge would still be down here. Don't worry, it's one of ours. {feel free to pronounce that "idjits" :) / Disgust} As least I was. Back before Joe Becker got himself killed and the idiots took over. {Confident} I'm probably the only one who still remembers this, but the Castle's armory was located in the west bastion. {Neutral} The Castle's armory was located over there, in the west bastion. {Somber} Well, I've been gone a while. I guess even if he knew who I was, he figured I wasn't coming back. I never thought I would either. {Stern} They had it coming. Should've never tried to lord it over the Commonwealth. That never ends well. Well what are you waiting for? Get that artillery set up. {Happy} I enjoyed that, General. Now we can really start taking the fight to our enemies. {Disgust} Oh bull. It's been here so long it was probably half dead already. You just finished it off and took the credit. {Sarcastic} Then I'll get back to my busy schedule. {Concerned} Too bad Sarge went haywire. He's been guarding the Castle since... forever, far as I know. {Sarcastic} Easy there, cowboy. Joe Becker died years before you came along. Glad you made it in time, General. I guess we're about to find out if these new Minutemen really have what it takes. {Question} I think Preston wanted to talk to you. Maybe he has some good news. We've called in volunteers, so we aren't short of people. We'll see how these greenhorns do in a real battle. {Disbelief} Really? I guess you know all about the Castle's old armory then. {Confident} Nobody's going to kick my old butt out of this place. Just let them try. {Concerned} I'll back you up, General. My night vision ain't what it used to be. {Defiant} What happened here today was the most decisive victory I've ever heard of, in the whole history of the Commonwealth. {Defiant} I guess the Institute will think twice before tangling with the Minutemen again. We've gotten reports of a large group of raiders in the area. I guess they think they can take us. {Somber} Smashed through the wall before anyone even saw it coming. {looking around at the old armory / Happy} Okay. Here we are. Hmm. Good. Looks like it might still be intact. Door's still sealed... bastion hasn't collapsed. Let's place it nestled in here. That should blow the major debris out of the way without causing any major structural damage. {using "old geezer" to cover up your sadness over his death / Somber} I guess the uniform is yours now, if you want it. This old geezer doesn't need it any more. {with a snort of amusement / Sarcastic} Who else would I be? Can't mistake me for one of these pups you've got running things around here. I'm Ronnie Shaw. Guess you don't listen to your own darn radio station. What's the point of it if you don't listen to it? {Defiant} You shouldn't have messed with me, you big ugly mug. {Defiant} But we don't have time to sit around congratulating ourselves. {Defiant} Today, the Brotherhood is finished as a threat to the Commonwealth. Their fancy airship is a smoldering wreck across the harbor. {Defiant} Next time, we're going to be taking the fight to them and we'll see how they like it. {Stern} I'm afraid that's above my pay grade. All I can say is that it's up to us to make that sacrifice mean something. All right General, if you can hear me, we're ready. Toss one of those smoke grenades into the target area and we'll start the test fire. {Defiant} Listen up, kiddies. The Institute thought they could push us around, and we showed them different. {Irritated} So polite now that I've got something you want, eh? Typical. {grudging respect on the "good job" / Impressed} Well lookie here. You've already cleared it. Good job. {Irritated} I want to talk to whoever's in charge around here. Since nobody else would fess up to it, guess it must be you. {Amused} You kiss your mother with that mouth? At least you're finally ready to get down to business. {Friendly} I gotta hand it to you, General. The old Minutemen could never have pulled off something like that. {Puzzled} Something about you I don't get. Like... you're from somewhere else... {Defiant} You should've known better than to mess with me. Ah, good. Give it here. All right, stand back. Boy, gotta do everything myself here, huh? Come on, I'll show you. Come on. Let's see what you've got. So, how'd you all get that big sea beast cleared out of here anyway? Don't give up so quick. Don't worry. I've got an idea. {Defiant} Listen up, people. The Brotherhood threw everything they had at us, and we kicked their heinies good. This was my proudest day as a Minuteman. {Confident} Yeah, you're not kidding. But I had something more specific in mind. Gosh darn, it's good to see artillery here again. Help yourself. Here's what we have on hand. Hey, General. Howdy. {Disgust} I'm talking about the gang of clowns that let the Minutemen fall apart. I didn't respect any of them, so I took a vacation. {Concerned} Let's see if this still opens from here. No. And even if we could blast it open, we'd probably destroy what's inside while we're at it. I'll meet you in the courtyard. Let's get down there and see if there's still a way through. {Irritated} You could have been less of a jerk first thing. {Defiant} Bet you thought an old broad like me couldn't fight. Jiminy cricket, he's on the fritz! Look out! Looks like you've got everything we need. Must be something you need. Now maybe we can have an adult conversation. Now maybe we can talk. Of course I do. {Irritated} Just hold still a second. No point in dragging this out. Pretty dark down here. We'd better watch our step. Put the smoke on the target. Ready to talk to me now? Sure thing, General. Take a look. That's not the target. That's what the smoke grenades are for. The armory's always at your disposal, General. This is the door to the armory. Trick now is finding a way in. {Defiant} But we don't have time to sit around moping about our losses or bragging about winning. {Happy} Looks like you've been having a field day in here. We've got trouble, General. {Irritated} I sure as heck hope you've got some way to clear this rubble. {Concerned} Let me see if I can get that gate open. {Defiant} What? You don't think an old broad like me can fight? I could kick your butt... princess. You do your job, I'll do mine. You know how to throw a punch, I'll give you that. You need something, General? You're no Minuteman. Our patrols have spotted a bunch of the green uglies in the area. Looks like they're working themselves up to attack us. {Irritated} There you are. Finally. I've been waiting to talk to you. {Thinking} Must have gotten trapped down here when that sea beast attacked the Castle. You'd better build whatever defenses you think we need pronto. {Sarcastic} Great big guns? Blow up our enemies from miles away? Any of this ringing a bell? {Happy} And the cream of the crop. Schematics for building artillery. But first, we better do a test fire. Make sure we're hitting what we're aiming at. {Confident} There may still be a few stragglers roaming around, but we'll kick their heinies too until they decide to leave the Commonwealth alone for good. {Irritated} I've been putting down scum like you since before your mama was born. {feel free to pronounce that "idjits" :) / Disgust} Used to be with the Minutemen myself, back before Joe Becker got himself killed and the idiots took over. You know those tough-guy wanna-be's that call themselves "Gunners"? They've been scouting our defenses. Expect an attack any time now. {Sad} That explains all the landmines. This is, well... was, General McGann. He had your job back when I first joined up. Not so fast, General. You need to get the artillery schematic and smoke grenades. {Surprised} Sarge is still down here? I wouldn't want to be the unlucky one to have run upon him down here in the dark. {Thinking} Let's see, I used to know this password... {Confident} General, when you see those shells raining down on our enemies... well, you'll know it was worth it. {with satisfaction as you watch a huge blast door open / Relieved} There we go. I'm feeling pretty good about our defenses, but it sure wouldn't hurt for you to take a look around and shore up any weak points you see. {Impressed} Garvey? Oh yeah, I heard of him. Took over Hollis's group after the Quincy Massacre. One of the good ones. {Happy} I've got it from here, General. I don't think anyone's going to be testing our mettle again anytime soon. {Stern} Hmph. Well I guess you've earned that much. But don't get cocky, General. There's still a lot of work to be done here. All of our best equipment was stored in there. Weapons, ammo, schematics, you name it. {a bit smug / Defiant} Told you I'd get us in here. {Irritated} Don't give me any attitude, missy. I've been a Minuteman longer than you've been alive. {Neutral} You'll need the smoke grenades to show us what to shoot at. {Amused} This is going to be fun. {Angry} You're going to pay for that. {Confident} Another day in the Minutemen. {Confident} Come on, we're almost through. {Confident} Come on. Let's see what you've got. {Confident} I think that's it. {Confident} Just hold your horses and follow me. {Confident} Let's get back to it, people. {Confident} Let's go see what's left. {Confident} Look alive. Here they come. {Confident} We've got company. {Defiant} Ha! We broke them! {Defiant} It's over. {Defiant} No wasted shots. {Defiant} That's what payback looks like. {Defiant} Well, that's done. {Disgust} They get bigger and uglier every year. {Friendly} I guess I am. But first things first. {Happy} Everything we need, just waiting for us. {Happy} Excellent. The armory's still intact. {Happy} That's done it. {Impressed} Oh, so you do have a backbone. {InPain} Another scar to add to my collection. {InPain} Gosh darn it! {Irritated} Finally. {Irritated} I've been trying to. {Irritated} Let's get this over with. {Irritated} Ready to talk to me? {Irritated} What are you pestering me for, then? {Neutral} Ok, then. {Puzzled} One if by land... no, that's not it. {Question} Anything you need right now? {Question} Looking to resupply? {Question} Now, did you need anything or not? {Question} Running low on supplies, General? {Relieved} Yeah, that was it. {Stern} We're not done yet. {Thinking} United we stand... {Thinking} Well, you've made a better start than anybody else for a darn long time. I'll give you that. {smugly / Confident} What, didn't you believe me? {you like that / Amused} Oh, a smartmouth, eh? {Confident} We're done being pushed around by the Institute. {a hint of sarcasm in your use of "General" here / Sarcastic} Sure thing, General. {Neutral} Alright, let's get going. Don't forget to grab some smoke grenades, too. {Disgust} I can't decide which is worse - your face or your stink. {Somber} He did manage to keep the armory secure. I'll give him that much. {Defiant} What? You don't think an old broad like me can fight? I could kick your butt... punk. {quietly, uncharacteristically for you / Sad} Rest in peace, general. Your fight is done and the Minutemen live on. {Neutral} Alright, grab that schematic and let's get going. Don't forget to grab some smoke grenades, too. {Irritated} Come on, General. You must have some way to clear this rubble. {Somber} Just dumb luck I was home on leave the day the lurks wiped this place out. {Friendly} But, I've heard some good things about what you've been doing. Wouldn't be here otherwise. {Worried} We've lost some scouts recently. Feels like trouble to me. Exactly what I would do before I tried to attack a place like this. You put smoke on that target and we'll see if we can hit it. {Defiant} All right, people. That was a tough fight, but we came through it. You can be proud of yourselves for how you handled yourselves today. Good to see you, General. You're just in time to see the brahmin chips go airborne. {Impressed} Good. I wouldn't fight for anyone who lets me push them around. {Confident} As soon as you get that artillery built, we'll see what it can do. {Defiant} This morning the Brotherhood was sitting pretty with their airship and all their fancy vertibirds. Now that's all been blown to heck. But our defenses could use some beefing up before it's too late. {Sarcastic} You're right about that. I feel like some of these you've got still may need their diapers changed. That looked good from here. You've now got artillery support. Use it wisely, General. If you can't go through, go around. Let's have a look at the northeast bastion. {Confident} I don't think the Brotherhood will be coming back for a second try any time soon. They're finished as a threat. {Disgust} After he died, there wasn't anybody left with the guts and brains to pull things together. {Defiant} We're the Minutemen, goldurnit, and that means we've always got to be ready for the next fight. {Defiant} What, did you think I was just gonna run? Unless you're some kind of artillery expert, you're going to need the schematics before you can build it. {you throw that out there waiting to see what kind of reaction you'll get / Defiant} I'm Ronnie Shaw. Commonwealth Minutemen. {Defiant} So what's your story? What makes you think anybody even wants the Minutemen back? {Defiant} Heard you were trying to get the Minutemen back on their feet. Thought I'd come see the new General for myself. As soon as you get some artillery built, we'll do a test fire to calibrate it. {Irritated} I hauled my heinie all the way over here to do you a favor. Least you could do is listen politely. {Disbelief} That's just sad. General Becker used to run the Minutemen. The last real leader we ever had. Okay, we've got your smoke on the target. You might want to stand back. You know, just in case. {Confident} Nothing you need to worry about. We'll hold this place for the Minutemen as long as any of us are still breathing. {Defiant} Let's show the Institute what the Minutemen are made of. {a bit faint, as if you stepped away from the mike - speaking to the announcer whose mike you just took over} Alright, don't get your panties in a bunch, you can have your precious mic back. {Sarcastic} Easy there, cowgirl. Joe Becker died years before you came along. Now that you got that out of your system, can we get down to business? If it was me in charge, I might want some stronger defenses. {Disgust} Yeah, I was. Back before Joe Becker got himself killed and the idiots took over. So here's the thing about the big guns. They can't fire at anything too close, but their range is impressive. {Concerned} Hold on. Let's see if they have any fight left in them. We can't use the artillery until we calibrate it on the test target. {Angry} You'd better watch your mouth, kiddo. Good men and women died in that battle and you will respect their memory if I have to beat it into you. We've had a bunch of tin suits sniffing around. I guess the goldurned Brotherhood of Steel think they can take us out. {emphasis on "really" - you're kind of being insulting / Concerned} Now that I'm here, I can see you really need my help. Listen up, "General". Get your heinie over to the Castle pronto. This is Ronnie Shaw. You never heard of me but you'll want to talk to me. {Disgust} Don't get testy with me, missy. I was field-stripping laser muskets when you still in diapers. {Happy} We used to rain down fire on deathclaws and super mutants alike. It was a glorious thing. {Irritated} Don't give me any attitude, sonny. I've been a Minuteman longer than you've been alive. I'll get these kids whipped into shape, don't worry. {Question} The Castle armory is at your service, General. What do you need? {Confident} Now let's see what kinds of goodies are left. {Irritated} Fine. You don't want to tell me? Whatever. I'll just have the story from someone else. Probably luck anyway. {Neutral} Keep your radio on and tuned to Radio Freedom so we can confirm we're ready. {Sad} We lost some good people today. You may wonder why you survived and your friend didn't. {Defiant} It's going to take more than this to shut me up. {Confident} Now that we have the armory back, you can resupply here whenever you run low on supplies. {Irritated} Come on, General. Let's clear that rubble already. {Thinking} Hmm. Tunnel's blocked by this rubble. We'll have to find some way to clear it. {Defiant} I hear you're working on figuring out how to hit back at those rats. I hope you find a way and soon. {SinisterSmile} And they did us a favor by bringing all the rest of their vertibirds over here so we could blow them up. {Disgust} We've seen a lot of those Institute crow-things sniffing around. Looks like they're getting ready to try to take us out. I enjoyed that. Come on, get up. Maybe now we can talk. {Puzzled} For the Commonwealth... goldurnit. It's been a long time... Toss one of those at the bad guys. If we have artillery in range, we'll confirm over the radio and target our fire on your smoke. {Sarcastic} That's the best you can do, with all your fancy computer chips and whatnot? I'm glad you're here. It bucks up the troops to see their General taking charge. {Concerned} I know there was a way through down here. {Disgust} Not a great first impression for someone trying to help your sorry butt. {Impressed} We may be able to turn a few of these youngsters into decent Minutemen after all. {Defiant} We sure showed them what happens when you mess with the Minutemen. {Defiant} Pretty sad, if this is the Institute's best effort. {Irritated} I don't much care what you want to do. But I want to talk to you, so you're going to listen. {Defiant} I used to be stationed here, that's how. For a few years, right after I joined up. {Disgust} Don't get testy with me, sonny. I was field-stripping laser muskets when you were still in diapers. {Puzzled} You found the schematics for building artillery, right? We'll need a gunner assigned to the arty. It's not going to fire itself. {Somber} Yeah, I did take a pretty long vacation after Joe died. Not surprised you never heard of me. {Worried} I wasn't here, but the survivors said it attacked out of the water in the middle of the night. {Disgust} You don't get a pass just because everybody calls you "General." In the Minutemen, you've got to earn respect. Let's get down there and see if we can find a way to the armory. {Concerned} Uh oh. I guess they aren't as dumb as all that. {Irritated} Fine, I get it. You're tough. But if you think that's enough to unite the Commonwealth, you got another thing coming. {Neutral} I've heard some good things. Wouldn't be here otherwise. This was the General's quarters. Used to be a tunnel leading from here to the armory. {Impressed} We didn't do too bad, all things considered. {Question} See that little building over there? We'll use that for our aiming point. {Angry} I'd like another crack at them, with the shoe on the other foot this time.
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Before	1.262304E9 Player Default: Not right now. Player Default: I'm listening. Player Default: If you're a Minuteman, how come Preston never told me about you? Player Default: I'd like to see you try. Player Default: I don't have time for a dick-measuring contest. What do you actually want? Player Default: Easy. I just didn't know there were any other Minutemen out there. PrestonGarvey: Good lord above. Almost makes you feel sorry for those poor bastards. Player Default: Get to the point. MinutemenRadioStation: Nothing serious, just... hey, you can't do that! RonnieShaw: I guess the uniform is yours now, if you want it. This old geezer doesn't need it any more. NPCFRonnieShaw: I guess the Institute will think twice before tangling with the Minutemen again. NPCFRonnieShaw: I'm probably the only one who still remembers this, but the Castle's armory was located in the west bastion. Player Default: We were doing just fine without your help. MinutemenRadioStation: Confirmed. The Prydwen is down... the Brotherhood threat to the Commonwealth is over. Player Default: I don't see how we're getting through that door. Player Default: I seriously doubt that. But please, get to the point. Player Default: I don't need to answer to you, soldier. Player Default: Well, you've made a better start than anybody else for a darn long time. I'll give you that. Player Default: Lady, I really don't want to talk to you. RonnieShaw: But, I've heard some good things about what you've been doing. Wouldn't be here otherwise. SentryBot: Comparing intruders to known Minutemen roster. RonnieShaw: I'd like another crack at them, with the shoe on the other foot this time. NPCFRonnieShaw: Glad you made it in time, General. I guess we're about to find out if these new Minutemen really have what it takes. RonnieShaw: Come on, General. You must have some way to clear this rubble. RonnieShaw: Everything we need, just waiting for us. Player Default: That big mirelurk that kicked your asses? Turns out it helps if you try shooting it. NPCFRonnieShaw: This is the door to the armory. Opponent: You're no Minuteman. RonnieShaw: Let's get down there and see if there's still a way through. Player Default: Actually I'm not. Player Default: Are you offering to rejoin? Player Default: Artillery? Player Default: Easier said than done. Player Default: Finally. Player Default: First I've heard of it. Player Default: Get on with it, then. Player Default: I don't like what you're implying. Player Default: I hope you have an idea. Player Default: I'd like to hear about the armory. Player Default: I've been trying to. Player Default: Joe Becker? Who's that? Player Default: Let me see what you've got. Player Default: Maybe. Let me take a look. Player Default: Of course I do. Player Default: You forgot to make an appointment. Player Default: You were a Minuteman? PrestonGarvey: Holy shit. Here they come. RonnieShaw: "United we stand"... RonnieShaw: Ah, good. Give it here. RonnieShaw: All right, stand back. RonnieShaw: Excellent. The armory's still intact. RonnieShaw: There we go. SentryBot: Initiating defensive protocols. Player Default: We can always use more experienced soldiers. Player Default: Do you know some way to open this door? Player Default: The Minutemen are the good guys again. People are starting to realize that. RonnieShaw: Now let's see what kinds of goodies are left. Player Default: You could have told me about that first thing. Player Default: It wasn't easy, but how did that thing get the better of you back then? RonnieShaw: We've called in volunteers, so we aren't short of people. We'll see how these greenhorns do in a real battle. NPCFRonnieShaw: Gosh darn, it's good to see artillery here again. Player Default: Easy there, cowboy. Joe Becker died years before you came along. RonnieShaw: Hold on. Let's see if they have any fight left in them. NPCFRonnieShaw: Now that we have the armory back, you can resupply here whenever you run low on supplies. NPCFRonnieShaw: Looks like you've got everything we need. Player Default: We came in with a plan and everyone stuck to it. We've got some good people Ronnie, you'll see. Player Default: I have to admit, Ronnie, having artillery would help out quite a bit. Player Default: Glad to meet you. We could use some more veterans around here. RonnieShaw: Let's see if this still opens from here. RonnieShaw: I'm afraid that's above my pay grade. All I can say is that it's up to us to make that sacrifice mean something. RonnieShaw: Hmm. Good. Looks like it might still be intact. Door's still sealed... bastion hasn't collapsed. RonnieShaw: Next time, we're going to be taking the fight to them and we'll see how they like it. Player Default: At least we're trying to help people. Can you say the same? RonnieShaw: Rest in peace, general. Your fight is done and the Minutemen live on. Player Default: The Castle armory is at your service, General. What do you need? Player Default: Are you saying you were a Minuteman? RonnieShaw: Let's place it nestled in here. That should blow the major debris out of the way without causing any major structural damage. RonnieShaw: We've gotten reports of a large group of raiders in the area. I guess they think they can take us. RonnieShaw: Yeah, you're not kidding. But I had something more specific in mind. RonnieShaw: All of our best equipment was stored in there. Weapons, ammo, schematics, you name it. RonnieShaw: He did manage to keep the armory secure. I'll give him that much. Player Default: How would you know about an old armory? Player Default: I get it. You're a hardass combat veteran. So am I. Can we move on? RonnieShaw: Let's see, I used to know this password... Player Default: You don't get a pass just because everybody calls you "General." In the Minutemen, you've got to earn respect. RonnieShaw: Sarge is still down here? I wouldn't want to be the unlucky one to have run upon him down here in the dark. RonnieShaw: But we don't have time to sit around moping about our losses or bragging about winning. Player Default: We used to rain down fire on deathclaws and super mutants alike. It was a glorious thing. Player Default: The queen? Please, that was nothing. I'm surprised no one cleared this place out sooner. Player Default: All this for a pile of musty papers? You've got to be kidding. RonnieShaw: But first, we better do a test fire. Make sure we're hitting what we're aiming at. RonnieShaw: This was the General's quarters. Used to be a tunnel leading from here to the armory. MinutemenRadioStation: Okay, we've got your smoke on the target. You might want to stand back. You know, just in case. Player Default: Call me "missy" again and you'll find out exactly how far I can shove my boot up your ass. Player Default: You must be Ronnie Shaw, from the radio. Player Default: Well, let's see if it was worth the effort.
After	1.262304E9 Player Default: I'm listening. Player Default: Easy. I just didn't know there were any other Minutemen out there. RonnieShaw: I guess the uniform is yours now, if you want it. This old geezer doesn't need it any more. MinutemenRadioStation: Confirmed. The Prydwen is down... the Brotherhood threat to the Commonwealth is over. RonnieShaw: Heard you were trying to get the Minutemen back on their feet. Thought I'd come see the new General for myself. MinutemenRadioStation: That looked good from here. You've now got artillery support. Use it wisely, General. RonnieShaw: If you can't go through, go around. Let's have a look at the northeast bastion. RonnieShaw: I'm probably the only one who still remembers this, but the Castle's armory was located in the west bastion. RonnieShaw: Pretty dark down here. We'd better watch our step. Player Default: I seriously doubt that. But please, get to the point. RonnieShaw: We're the Minutemen, goldurnit, and that means we've always got to be ready for the next fight. RonnieShaw: But, I've heard some good things about what you've been doing. Wouldn't be here otherwise. MinutemenRadioStation: Uh... well, yeah. Sorry about that, folks. RonnieShaw: "One if by land"... no, that's not it. RonnieShaw: Come on, General. You must have some way to clear this rubble. RonnieShaw: Everything we need, just waiting for us. RonnieShaw: Well, that seems to have done the trick. Though it looks like you got a window in your office now, General. RonnieShaw: Let's get down there and see if there's still a way through. Player Default: I hope you have an idea. Player Default: I'd like to hear about the armory. Player Default: Let me see what you've got. PrestonGarvey: Holy shit. Here they come. RonnieShaw: We lost some good people today. You may wonder why you survived and your friend didn't. RonnieShaw: All right, stand back. RonnieShaw: Anything you need right now? RonnieShaw: Come on, I'll show you. RonnieShaw: Come on, we're almost through. RonnieShaw: Excellent. The armory's still intact. RonnieShaw: That's done it. RonnieShaw: There we go. RonnieShaw: Told you I'd get us in here. RonnieShaw: Trick now is finding a way in. RonnieShaw: Yeah, that was it. SentryBot: Error. File corruption detected. Player Default: We can always use more experienced soldiers. Player Default: The Minutemen are the good guys again. People are starting to realize that. RonnieShaw: Uh oh. I guess they aren't as dumb as all that. RonnieShaw: But our defenses could use some beefing up before it's too late. RonnieShaw: And the cream of the crop. Schematics for building artillery. RonnieShaw: We've called in volunteers, so we aren't short of people. We'll see how these greenhorns do in a real battle. RonnieShaw: I hear you're working on figuring out how to hit back at those rats. I hope you find a way and soon. RonnieShaw: Gosh darn, it's good to see artillery here again. Player Default: We came in with a plan and everyone stuck to it. We've got some good people Ronnie, you'll see. Player Default: I have to admit, Ronnie, having artillery would help out quite a bit. Player Default: Glad to meet you. We could use some more veterans around here. RonnieShaw: Hmm. Good. Looks like it might still be intact. Door's still sealed... bastion hasn't collapsed. RonnieShaw: I'm talking about the gang of clowns that let the Minutemen fall apart. I didn't respect any of them, so I took a vacation. RonnieShaw: Hmm. Tunnel's blocked by this rubble. We'll have to find some way to clear it. RonnieShaw: Alright, let's get going. Don't forget to grab some smoke grenades, too. RonnieShaw: Fine. You don't want to tell me? Whatever. I'll just have the story from someone else. Probably luck anyway. RonnieShaw: Rest in peace, general. Your fight is done and the Minutemen live on. RonnieShaw: Let's place it nestled in here. That should blow the major debris out of the way without causing any major structural damage. RonnieShaw: See that little building over there? We'll use that for our aiming point. RonnieShaw: So here's the thing about the big guns. They can't fire at anything too close, but their range is impressive. RonnieShaw: We've gotten reports of a large group of raiders in the area. I guess they think they can take us. RonnieShaw: All of our best equipment was stored in there. Weapons, ammo, schematics, you name it. MinutemenRadioStation: Alert. Alert. Brotherhood vertibirds converging on the Castle. RonnieShaw: Let's see, I used to know this password... MinutemanBackupSpokesman: They won't be back anytime soon. Player Default: I'd still like to hear what you came to talk to me about. Opponent: I enjoyed that. Come on, get up. Maybe now we can talk. RonnieShaw: But we don't have time to sit around moping about our losses or bragging about winning. RonnieShaw: Now that I'm here, I can see you really need my help. RonnieShaw: I think Preston wanted to talk to you. Maybe he has some good news. RonnieShaw: I'm Ronnie Shaw. Commonwealth Minutemen. Player Default: You must be Ronnie Shaw, from the radio.
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