Cw For Violence, Assault, Implied Sa

cw for violence, assault, implied sa

The Cormac family were a moneyed lot; when the bombs dropped, you had best believe they were snug away in some of the best-kept vaults in the nation. Despite having a reputation to upkeep, the Cormacs have since found scandal nipping at their heels at every turn—especially only daughter Anne, born out of wedlock from an affair. Anne’s father’s wife divorced and left him, but in the small world of Vault 35, there wasn’t really anywhere to go. Judgement was cast on Anne long before she was even born.

Growing up under watchful—and usually disdainful—community eyes, Anne became rebellious and wild, deciding to live up to the hellion she felt predestined to be. At the conclusion of one memorably cruel community lecture, Anne’s father announced his shame in being related. Anne’s world crashed down in that moment, but, being sixteen and still a child, she acted out. Electing to be a burden on the Vault no more, Anne ran away that very night—something discovered hours later, when the security tag was found on the floor.

As luck would have it, there was a farm only a day’s worth of walking away. By the time Anne stumbled up the rubble of the driveway to the house, she was dehydrated and becoming delirious. The Mister Handy that had taken up residence there followed its primary programming, nursing the human life back to health. For three years, Anne and Mister Handy survived together, traveling when necessary and only when necessary.

Despite these precautions and others, when raiders did what they do best with a trade caravan Anne was traveling with, she was taken.

She was taken for sport to a raider colony, where she surpassed all expectation and won every fight they put her into. A sizable portion of the crowd crowed to throw her to a feral ghoul they kept in a nearby pit, but small-time raider boss James Bonny came to her defense and bought her for a bride before they could throw her in the pit. Anne was married over her protestations and suffered worse by the end of the night.

Anne was the war bride of a fourth-rate raider and treated like his bitch for the next two years of her life. On the night of their marriage she had sworn she’d slip free and murder him some night. He laughed then. It took two years, admittedly, but eventually he slipped up. Anne got her revenge and then some, lighting the night sky up with his camp once she was done.

Anne has talked her way into big towns and “settles” in them from time to time. She offers what she calls wasteland services, from parcel delivery to bounty hunting and everything in-between. It’s a high risk, high reward kind of lifestyle, but Anne’s finding it agrees with her quite well.

‘how do i interact with you’

write me a starter. send me an ask. punch me in the fucking face i don’t care just write with me

PROMPTS FOR ACTION, CHAOS, AND DRAMA *  a collection of lines for the more dramatic adventures

put the gun down. now.

nobody leaves unless i say so.

quick! hide!

everyone's out to get you.

can you still walk?

how much money did you lose?

looks like we're stuck in here for a while.

someone has to stay behind.

get down!

i think i'm gonna be sick.

you have my word.

it's too dark in here. i can't see anything.

we're gonna have company!

did you kill them?

shut your eyes. don't look.

is there a problem here?

drop your weapons.

we'll never make it in time.

i think he's one of them.

we can figure this out! stay with me!

hold your breath!

let me make you an offer.

wait, do you hear that? something's wrong.

when i say go, go!

can you think of a better plan?

i'm taking you to the hospital.

i'll get the money, i swear.

someone started all this, and i'm going to find them.

i'll get you out of here. i promise.

we're running out of road!

if you kill me, there'll be nowhere else to hide.

i'll tell you how this is gonna go.

brace yourself!

give me your gun.

where the hell do you think you're going?

i don't know! i'm all turned around. i can't remember where we came from.

give me the password.

i never should have come here. this was a mistake.

do you even know why you're supposed to kill me?

don't give up. please don't give up.

this is going to get nasty.

you should sit down.

i'll cover you.

what's the combination?

shit! the door's jammed!

think i broke something.

this is a terrible disguise. i'm going to get caught.

we need to find something to stick under it to keep it open!

we both know what has to happen here.

i'm staying! i'm right here! i'm staying!

nobody has to get hurt.

we can't let them win.

someone's been here.

this was your idea!

you take the left, i'll take the right.

is that the best you can do?

please just let me live.

hold on! there's more of them!

i'm ready whenever you are.

they're dead, and it's all my fault.

i can't walk. can you carry me?

it's time to end this.

quick, through that door. i hear someone coming.

you just blew our cover!

i'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than that.

can you hotwire a car?

is the wall moving, or is that just me?

no! i'm not leaving without you!

i'm not against you, if that's what you're asking.

the current's too strong!

i think that's blood.

shit, it's a dead end! we're trapped!

hold my hand. we can make the jump together.

oh my god. he's reaching for something.

why didn't you take the shot?

we should get moving before they come back.

this isn't what i signed up for.

do you smell that? what is that?

are you with me?

let's go over the plan one more time.

we've got a serious problem here.

these people will kill you if they have to.

the door's locked. it needs a six digit code.

i think we lost them.

we might be stuck.

which way did they go?

i can't wait to get you back to the room.

let me drive this thing.

there's not enough room for both of us.

it wasn't supposed to happen like this.

you're bleeding.

i'm not sticking around to see what happens.

How did women manage to hide their gender at sea?

That is a really interesting thing when you consider that there were some who pretended to be men in order to be able to serve on a ship and even managed to remain undiscovered for a longer period of time. Certain circumstances played into their hands. For one thing, the crew, many of whom were boys or young men from about 9 to their mid-20s.Together with the clothing, which consisted of a loose shirt, a waiscoat or jacket, baggy trousers or petticoat breeches and a handkerchief around the neck, made it easy for the women to hide their curves. And since everyone wore their hair tied up long in a pigtail or ponytail, it wasn’t very noticeable either. But what many had to do was, if their breasts were too big, to tie them flat so that they didn’t stand out. So they were just mistaken for a young man in his teens or early twenties. Like Ann Johnson, the daughter of a shoemaker, who even served as Able Seaman in 1849. Her appearance was described as that of a handsome boy aged 16-17, even though she was already in her twenties.

Mary Ann Talbot (1778 - 1808) donned male clothes and enlisted as a sailor during the Napoleonic Wars; she was wounded in 1794 and later captured by the French. She returned to London in 1796 but the following year was seized by a pressgang, shown here, and was forced to reveal her gender (x)

A much bigger problem was the daily need to go to the toilet. Because these facilities were more than primitive on a ship and rather practical in nature, because if it was necessary, well, then they just peed over the railing or used a urinal. Otherwise the men went to the head. The area in the bow behind the figurehead that served as a toilet. Many probably always went to the head, but it is also known that some used a small tunnel made of horn or metal as an aid to avoid attracting attention.

You would think that the ladies would have one more thing that would expose them. Because a comrade who bled once a month for a good week was something unusual. But there are no notes in historical writings about it. According to historians today, there are three theories. One is that the women on board lived such ferociously active lives that, like modern athletes in training today, they may have ceased to have periods. In case of prepubescent girls, the hard life and poor diet could have delayed the onset of puberty for several years. Another theory is that so many seamen suffered from a range of diseases and ailments including piles and gonorrhea that they were not likely to comment on one of their number having bloodstained clothing on occasion.

Considering these points, it was quite possible for women to pretend to be men and hide their true gender in order to serve as sailors at sea.

We need to go back to using sailing ships full time like immediately. Yes it would take longer to get places but the Aesthetic is unmatched

Like there is nothing sexier hthan this