"What was that, Spike? Visitors? Oh Wow, I wonder if any of them want to go hug a Deathclaw!"

But seriously, welcome to Top of the World all you wanna-be Raiders & Goons! I’m Rose, the local RaiderBot extraordinaire! It seems like your normal host, that Stuffed Shirt calling himself the Operative appears to have departed this mortal coil or some such nonsense.

From here, y'all have a fantastic view of all the chaos that Appalachia has to offer. While the Whitespring might be a smoking crater, I hear tell that the old missile silos are ready to pop and that tough old Colonel is making one last throw of the dice to do something about it.

Doesn’t matter to me…I’m a bot and all, but hey, if you want to root for her, go right ahead!Vault Town is getting stomped and everyone is running for the Ohio…and old Trader Red and her pet Deathclaw are gonna try to convince the Cult of the Mothman to let them go.

Good luck with that!

Anyway, Appalachia is coming apart at the seams and I am so here for it! So, sit back, join me for a dose or two of Psycho, and we’ll watch the fireworks together!