DoyOP4: “Ha. Try me, mortal.”

Travis: *shoots you*

*the bullet stops and floats in front of DoyOP4* DoyOP4: “Wanna try that again?”

Travis: P-please, I'm about to die of radiation. Just give me a radaway.

DoyOP4: “What’s that?”

Travis: H-how the f**k do you not know what a radaway is????

DoyOP4: “I dunno. Asking that isn’t helping my ignorance, though.”

Travis: *fast travels to diamond city*

DoyOP4’s voice in your head: “Whatever it is, I could make one. I can do anything.”

Travis: .

DoyOP4: “What?”

Travis: ...

DoyOP4: “If you’ve changed your mind, that’s fine.”

Travis: *buys some radaways from the merchant*

invisible man: lifts his arms up as high as he can

Travis: Hold it right there mister. Do you have a radaway?

invis man: i think so you mean this *he tosses a packet of rad away*

Travis: Thanks. How are you not dead yet tho?

invis man: i don't know i'm just a merchant really haha

Travis: You also don't seem human at all. Like obviously... What did the wasteland even do to you.

invis man: made my skin organs and bones see through

Travis: Jesus... How can radiation even mutate you like that?

invis man: *shrugs* so what are you doing out here

Travis: ...

Travis: I just want to get out of America too. I want my normal life back. Even if it's outside America. I was thinking of going to Canada...

invis man: i see

Travis: I want to get out of commonwealth.

invis man: i see

Warlock: Try me.

Travis: *shoots you*

Warlock: *teleports behind you*

Travis: Oh shit *runs*

Warlock: Was it something i said?

Travis: *runs*

Warlock: *jumps in the thing in the picture and catches up* Why are running? Why are you running?!

Travis: *runs faster*

Warlock* catches up*

Travis:

Warlock: Don't ask

Travis: *does that*

*teleports us inside the ship in the picture* (Also it's in space)

Travis: Yeah

Warlock: Let me know when you see it.

Travis: W-worse? What can be worse than radiation?

Warlock: Don't worry about it

Travis:

Warlock: You okay?

Travis: I think that I'm actually going on an another planet maybe

Warlock: That's cause you're in space

Travis: *goes in"

Travis: By the way do you know which way Mojave is?

Warlock: No. But I can take you up to my ship and I'll help you find it.

https://imgflip.com/i/6h1m4d this is what he looks like btw.

Travis: So uhh... What are we gonna do?

Warlock: Go in closer and get you where you need to be.

Travis: *out of stamina*

Warlock: You okay?

Travis: Okay then

Warlock: grab my arm

Travis: Thanks *uses the radaways*

Warlock: Anytime. I would've normally used my ship to travel, but I needed some necessary supplies.

Travis: Like what? Nuclear material?

Warlock: Food.

Travis: Y-yeah *panting* P-please just give me a radaway, i-im about to die of radiation

Warlock: Uhm...be right back. *teleports away then then teleports back with radaway* Here you go. I didn't have any on my as I don't need it.

Travis: Huh. This looks... Nice.

Warlock: Yeah.

Travis: F-food? In this nuclear wasteland? Oh boy you are gonna die of rads after you eat something from here. Hell, there is barely anything here. This is a barren wasteland.

Warlock: I've survived worse.