War never changes. When atomic fire consumed the earth, those who survived did so in great, underground vaults. When they opened, their inhabitants set. Step 1: Exit the game. Step 2: Go to Steam Game Library. Step 3: Locate Fallout: New Vegas. Step 4: Right-Click Fallout: New Vegas. Step 5: Click Properties. Step 6: Click Local Files. Step 7: Click View integrity of game files. Step 8: Wait for the process to complete. Step 9: You can now load your saved game file.
Fantasy frontier lost one zero. Indefinite hiatus. Thank you for reading.
This story is violent. The violence has a purpose. I apologize if anything I write makes anyone uncomfortable. If a chapter has segments that are problematic beyond violence, I will put a warning at the top of the chapter.
I created a map to help with the logistics of the story. It is linked on my profile. Minor spoilers./strong/p
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A single shot broke the silence looming around the southern gate of Westside. Shouldering her rifle, the guard responsible for interrupting the quiet afternoon watched as the coyote that had gotten a little too bold bounded off into the desert, the dust from its escape rising into the air before blowing lazily away. The guard shielded her eyes as she looked up to the sky, gauging the time of day from the Sun's position. Sighing dejectedly, she returned her gaze to the wasteland and did her best to look for something interesting in the barren landscape.
Within the city walls, a group of children chased happily after a hulking figure. Shrieking with delight, the miniature hunters pursued their quarry before two of them managed to clasp onto its legs and brought the muscular behemoth to the ground. The remaining children seized their chance and clambered onto the super mutant, covering him with a sea of small bodies. The dark green giant growled in mock outrage and began lifting children off of his body one at a time before placing them gently on the ground beside him. His pace was too slow, however, and once they were released, the giggling children immediately climbed back onto their captured prey.
A nearby woman took pity on the besieged super mutant and commanded the group of pint-size hunters to return to their chores. Grumbling and muttering, the children did as they were told and began to skulk back to their homes. Suddenly, the super mutant leapt to his feet with a resounding thump. Snarling in mock outrage, he began to chase after those who had so recently accosted him, causing them to shriek in glee as they fled from their freed adversary.
Rolling her eyes at the spectacle, the woman returned to her work tending a small farm. Kneeling to pull a weed from the ground, she was startled to find the earth below her hand rumbling slightly. She looked around and saw that the super mutant was too far away for him to be the cause of the geographical oddity, but the rest of the city block was peaceful, even strangely empty for this time of the day. The street – which was usually filled with young men and women trading, flirting, and gossiping – contained only farmers and the occasional water Brahmin. Turning back, she stared at the ground quizzically for a moment before her mind worked out what was causing the disturbance.
'Ahh, so that's where everybody's gone,' she said, rising to her feet and looking around while brushing the dirt from her hands. 'There's a fight.'
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Deep below her, the Thorn was packed to the brim. Barrels filled with fire were spread evenly on the walkways and on high platforms in the arena below, causing the grey concrete to glow with a rusted sheen. The dull red light matched the corroded metal gates forced into the concrete walls of the arena, further solidifying the image of a hellish battleground. The walkways were covered with ranks of men and women and each and every one of them was yelling themselves hoarse.
A red-haired woman stood separate from the bustling crowd, those nearby hesitant to be too boisterous with their cries less they disturb the silent leader of the Thorn. Red Lucy wore her customary tan duster with her shotgun strapped tightly to her back. Surveying the crowd, she crossed her arms lazily and leaned back, most of her weight resting on one foot. Though her stance was relaxed and seemingly uninterested, her eyes shone with anticipation and a savage hunger. It was not often that a human agreed to fight alone in the Thorn, and even more rare was the opponent this hunter had chosen.
The hunter in question stood in his waiting area. Still and seemingly at peace in the chaotic environment, his shaved head was bowed in contemplation and his arms hung loosely at his sides. Each hand held a guard-less combat knife perfectly polished that reflected the spitting flames of the arena as clearly as a mirror. Standing less than six feet with a lithe frame, his chest was bare, revealing skin crisscrossed with scars and burns. The only protection he wore was a pair of tight fitting pants, combat boots, a heavy rebreather, a pair of goggles, and a battered Pip-Boy attached to his left arm. Known to the Mojave Wasteland as the Courier, he was a traveler and had journeyed to Westside in order to earn the favor of the people who lived there. The Thorn, and the creatures it contained, had turned out to be the best way for him to accomplish that goal.
The opponent he had chosen stalked back and forth at the opposite side of the arena. Its nine-foot tall frame was crouched forward and a long tail served as a counterbalance for its predatory stance. Covered in a thick tan hide with spikes rising from its back and a pair of horns adorning its head, it was for all intents and purposes a living dragon. Armed with razor sharp claws, the creature was known in the wasteland as a deathclaw.
This was not the first time this deathclaw had fought a human in the arena, and it knew well the taste of human flesh seasoned with fear. Scrutinizing the Courier, the creature flared its nostrils, trying to distinguish its prey's scent from the rest of the bodies in the room. The deathclaw found this impossible and snorted, returning to pacing eagerly. It hoped to begin and finish the fight quickly — it was hungry after all.
The Courier seemed to sense the creature's impatience and raised his head while taking both of his knives into one hand. Holding the blades behind his back, he raised his empty fist to his chest and saluted Red Lucy and the crowd. The crowd's volume doubled in response as they cheered and jeered at the Courier, their excitement reaching a fever pitch. Red Lucy smiled slightly but made no other motion to acknowledge the Courier's salute. Reaching his free hand behind his head, the Courier flicked a small switch located on the back of his rebreather. The Pip-Boy on his wrist began to click slowly, indicating that something nearby was releasing a steady stream of radiation. He nodded once to Lucy and dropped into a relaxed stance, readying a knife in each hand.
Recognizing the fight was about to begin, the deathclaw slammed a claw angrily against the gate, causing the heavy steel to bend outward. Lucy wasted no more time, signaling to her subordinates to open the gates and begin the fight. The crowd fell into a deafening silence and waited.
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Time seemed to slow as the gates opened and the two opponents lunged forward. The Courier, having a smaller frame, made it out of his gate first and sprinted towards the deathclaw. Seeing its prey approaching and unwilling to wait for the gate to open on its own, the deathclaw forced the heavy metal to the side, releasing a cascade of sparks. The monster brought its claws to bear as it charged forward, aiming a heavy swing at its opponent's head.
The strike was impossible to deflect or defend against. The Courier didn't have the strength to parry the blow or the fortitude to survive the heavy swing, so he simply ran past it. Moving faster than any human the deathclaw had ever encountered, the Courier slipped through the creature's vicious claws. Before the deathclaw could recover its momentum and redirect its strike, the Courier embedded his right-hand knife into the beast's neck. Using the embedded blade as leverage and taking advantage of his adversary's confusion, the Courier jumped up and reached behind the deathclaw's muscled neck with his right arm. Snapping his weapon down, he speared the blade deep into the back of the deathclaw's skull. Releasing the knife, he ripped his other blade from his opponent's neck.
Free of the deathclaw, the Courier dove away from the reeling creature before sprinting back in the direction he had come. His strike would eventually prove fatal, but the deathclaw didn't realize that. Driven insane by pain and anger, it chased after the fleeing Courier. Given devastating speed by its coming death, the deathclaw gained quickly on its opponent. Knowing he was running out of room, the Courier leapt once onto one of the raised platforms and again onto the barrel it held. Kicking off the metal cylinder, he scattered its blistering contents into the face of the approaching creature and ran to the wall of the arena. The deathclaw – blinded by the flaming coals – lost sight of its opponent. Undaunted, the beast continued to swing its claws madly as it charged forward.
The Courier jumped onto a concrete ledge and then rebounded off it – seizing the underside of one of the metal walkways with one hand. Now facing his adversary, he threw his remaining knife in a lazy arc towards a pillar standing near the middle of the room and grabbed the walkway with both hands. The deathclaw continued to attack wildly below him, its razor sharp claws slicing dangerously close to the Courier's legs as he swung them out of the monster's reach.
Finally, the knife struck the concrete pillar with a sharp retort. The deathclaw snapped its head towards the sound, leaning forward instinctively as it prepared to charge. Swinging forward, the Courier released his grasp and dropped onto the distracted deathclaw. Landing directly on the pommel of the protruding knife, the man's weight combined with the momentum of his fall caused the blade to embedded itself completely into his opponent's skull. The effect of the blow was instantaneous as the deathclaw became completely limp. Falling forward off the collapsing creature, the Courier rolled towards the knife he had thrown earlier, retrieving it and standing to face his adversary.
The creature settled heavily to the ground and lay still, the rising dust of its fall and the flaring embers of the overturned barrel the only sign of movement in the arena.
All at once the crowd exploded with sound in celebration of the Courier's triumph. Men and woman shouted and cheered for the victor of the brutal fight. Raising their arms and pounding their chests, they saluted him as he had so recently saluted them.
Looking up to the deafening crowd, the Courier turned slowly, seeming to absorb the raw bellow of humanity. He reached behind his head to flick off the radiation generator before moving towards the defeated deathclaw. Kneeling down, he viciously yanked the embedded blade from the deathclaw's skull, covering himself with gore in the process.
The Courier stood with one foot on the deathclaw's corpse and raised the blood-soaked blade into the air, roaring in triumph. The crowd roared back, the voices of hundreds combining to form a solid wall of sound. Finding Red Lucy in the crowd, the Courier tossed her his knife. Watching as she easily caught the spinning weapon, he bowed and once again raised his fist to his heart. Red Lucy smirked slightly and returned the motion, the blood from the combat knife seeping into her gloved hand.
Turning away from the crowd and his defeated adversary, the Courier made his way out of the arena. Eyes dark and determined, he seemed not to notice the applauding handlers as he entered his staging area and made his way to retrieve his equipment.
In his mind, he had not accomplished a great victory. He had defeated the strongest creature that nature had to offer, yes, but in the wasteland, the most dangerous threats came from other human beings.
Soon the battle for the future of the Mojave would begin, and he needed all the support he could get to ensure that the future would be as he intended it. The last four years of his life had set him down this path. Four years of blood, sweat, and sacrifice were either about to be vindicated, or condemned as a waste.
The game crashing issue is really annoying for us. This guide will hopefully fix crashing after the cutscene in Fallout New Vegas game.
Requirements
Nexus Mod Manager[www.nexusmods.com]
NVSE[nvse.silverlock.org]
(Extract everything in the archive to your F:NV root folder, ([DRIVE]Program FilesSteamsteamappscommonFallout New Vegas)
You must've run F:NV at least once; open the launcher and press play then, on the main menu, press quit.
LOOT [loot.github.io]
Install and run 'Sort Load order' on the top bar, make sure you're doing it to Fallout New Vegas! (You should do it to all your Bethesda games)
How to Fix Game Crash after Intro in Fallout New Vegas game? (6 Methods)
Method 1:
Disabled vertical Sync in the options. here is the simple method for you. however, it only work for a few players.
Time seemed to slow as the gates opened and the two opponents lunged forward. The Courier, having a smaller frame, made it out of his gate first and sprinted towards the deathclaw. Seeing its prey approaching and unwilling to wait for the gate to open on its own, the deathclaw forced the heavy metal to the side, releasing a cascade of sparks. The monster brought its claws to bear as it charged forward, aiming a heavy swing at its opponent's head.
The strike was impossible to deflect or defend against. The Courier didn't have the strength to parry the blow or the fortitude to survive the heavy swing, so he simply ran past it. Moving faster than any human the deathclaw had ever encountered, the Courier slipped through the creature's vicious claws. Before the deathclaw could recover its momentum and redirect its strike, the Courier embedded his right-hand knife into the beast's neck. Using the embedded blade as leverage and taking advantage of his adversary's confusion, the Courier jumped up and reached behind the deathclaw's muscled neck with his right arm. Snapping his weapon down, he speared the blade deep into the back of the deathclaw's skull. Releasing the knife, he ripped his other blade from his opponent's neck.
Free of the deathclaw, the Courier dove away from the reeling creature before sprinting back in the direction he had come. His strike would eventually prove fatal, but the deathclaw didn't realize that. Driven insane by pain and anger, it chased after the fleeing Courier. Given devastating speed by its coming death, the deathclaw gained quickly on its opponent. Knowing he was running out of room, the Courier leapt once onto one of the raised platforms and again onto the barrel it held. Kicking off the metal cylinder, he scattered its blistering contents into the face of the approaching creature and ran to the wall of the arena. The deathclaw – blinded by the flaming coals – lost sight of its opponent. Undaunted, the beast continued to swing its claws madly as it charged forward.
The Courier jumped onto a concrete ledge and then rebounded off it – seizing the underside of one of the metal walkways with one hand. Now facing his adversary, he threw his remaining knife in a lazy arc towards a pillar standing near the middle of the room and grabbed the walkway with both hands. The deathclaw continued to attack wildly below him, its razor sharp claws slicing dangerously close to the Courier's legs as he swung them out of the monster's reach.
Finally, the knife struck the concrete pillar with a sharp retort. The deathclaw snapped its head towards the sound, leaning forward instinctively as it prepared to charge. Swinging forward, the Courier released his grasp and dropped onto the distracted deathclaw. Landing directly on the pommel of the protruding knife, the man's weight combined with the momentum of his fall caused the blade to embedded itself completely into his opponent's skull. The effect of the blow was instantaneous as the deathclaw became completely limp. Falling forward off the collapsing creature, the Courier rolled towards the knife he had thrown earlier, retrieving it and standing to face his adversary.
The creature settled heavily to the ground and lay still, the rising dust of its fall and the flaring embers of the overturned barrel the only sign of movement in the arena.
All at once the crowd exploded with sound in celebration of the Courier's triumph. Men and woman shouted and cheered for the victor of the brutal fight. Raising their arms and pounding their chests, they saluted him as he had so recently saluted them.
Looking up to the deafening crowd, the Courier turned slowly, seeming to absorb the raw bellow of humanity. He reached behind his head to flick off the radiation generator before moving towards the defeated deathclaw. Kneeling down, he viciously yanked the embedded blade from the deathclaw's skull, covering himself with gore in the process.
The Courier stood with one foot on the deathclaw's corpse and raised the blood-soaked blade into the air, roaring in triumph. The crowd roared back, the voices of hundreds combining to form a solid wall of sound. Finding Red Lucy in the crowd, the Courier tossed her his knife. Watching as she easily caught the spinning weapon, he bowed and once again raised his fist to his heart. Red Lucy smirked slightly and returned the motion, the blood from the combat knife seeping into her gloved hand.
Turning away from the crowd and his defeated adversary, the Courier made his way out of the arena. Eyes dark and determined, he seemed not to notice the applauding handlers as he entered his staging area and made his way to retrieve his equipment.
In his mind, he had not accomplished a great victory. He had defeated the strongest creature that nature had to offer, yes, but in the wasteland, the most dangerous threats came from other human beings.
Soon the battle for the future of the Mojave would begin, and he needed all the support he could get to ensure that the future would be as he intended it. The last four years of his life had set him down this path. Four years of blood, sweat, and sacrifice were either about to be vindicated, or condemned as a waste.
The game crashing issue is really annoying for us. This guide will hopefully fix crashing after the cutscene in Fallout New Vegas game.
Requirements
Nexus Mod Manager[www.nexusmods.com]
NVSE[nvse.silverlock.org]
(Extract everything in the archive to your F:NV root folder, ([DRIVE]Program FilesSteamsteamappscommonFallout New Vegas)
You must've run F:NV at least once; open the launcher and press play then, on the main menu, press quit.
LOOT [loot.github.io]
Install and run 'Sort Load order' on the top bar, make sure you're doing it to Fallout New Vegas! (You should do it to all your Bethesda games)
How to Fix Game Crash after Intro in Fallout New Vegas game? (6 Methods)
Method 1:
Disabled vertical Sync in the options. here is the simple method for you. however, it only work for a few players.
Go over to this Nexus page [www.nexusmods.com] and download manually, extract it with WinRar [www.rarlab.com]or 7zip or something to your F:NV root folder (Default is [DRIVEProgram FilesSteamsteamappscommonFallout New Vegas), Alternatively, right click on F:NV in Steam, go to properties, local files and browse local files. Once you've put d3d9.dll in your F:NV folder, try starting a new game. If it works, great! Power to you! (This one worked for me with a GTX 1070)
Method 3:
If method 1 does not work for you, just try the 2nd dll on that nexus page or using the ATI fix[www.nexusmods.com].
Method 4:
If that still doesn't work, try the d3d9.dll generator[www.nexusmods.com].
Credit to Cale Dooper(Method 2-4)
Method 5:
Nvidia: https://www.nexusmods.com/newvegas/mods/34778/
ATI/AMD: https://www.nexusmods.com/newvegas/mods/34970/
After downloading extract the file to the game's folder(example:C:/Program Filesx86/Steam/Steamapps/Common/Fallout New Vegas)
Credit to
Toyota kijang service manual. Method 6:
1.Install NVSE from here.
2. copy files to game directory, 'fallout new vegas' folder, where the game .exe is
3. you dont have to start game via nvse .exe anymore, you can run game regulary now through steam, it will recognize it.
4. to make sure you installed nvse correctly, go to main menu, open console (tilde key), type 'GetNVSEVersion', and press enter, it should say its version 5, if it does not, try this again
5. download first optional file ONLY (no main file needed) 'BETA VERSION – NVAC – New Vegas Anti Crash'
6. unrar file you downloaded, it will be called nvac.dll
7. place it in Fallout New Vegas/Data/NVSE/Plugins
8. start game now
Credit to
Fallout New Vegas Intro Line
That's all we share about 'How to Fix Game Crash after Intro in Fallout New Vegas game', there are totally 6 method for you to fix this issues. it seems that there is not a 100% work method for everyone. each method will work for some players. if you want to fix this annoying issue. you need to try the 6 method as you find one method for you.
Fallout New Vegas Intro Quote
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