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Maybe David will turn into a Xenomorph King
you saw in alien ressurection hybrids of Ripley and numbers Ripley 1-7 and one of these hybrids was similar to Neomorph from the Covenant this creature with teeth. they were in the room and Riplej later burns them. this is similar to the Babylonian epic Enuma Elish where the Anunaki gods try to create man 7 times and they are born imperfect humans. the goddesses of the womb were after 7 as here.
from the very beginning, when I first saw the Covenant, when David spews out the embryos of the facial hugs, I thought David was their father, he gave birth to them in his biomechanical body. and now these facehuggers may give birth to a biomechanical version of the xenomorph.
To make this clear, I don't know which one increased. Godzilla Team forever joined Team Mothra but Team Godzilla increased sooo.
Do you guys think Team Godzilla increased or Team Mothra, after the glitch I don't know which one to officially pick.
I suspect there is a glitch, a big one.
HinikunaGoji Is that even possible? He joined Team Mothra but instead, Team Godzilla increased, not Team Mothra. And if you didn't do anything, won't the rank be noob the whole time?
hurray a new member
well Godzilla's enormous size is capable to a radscorpion, radant, or a radroach.
Radscorpions range from the size of a corgi to the size of a van. Radants are roughly the size of a big dog, and radroaches are house cat-size.
Also like the rad-bugs and ghouls (depending on writer: whether ghouls are solely mutated from humans exposed from a near lethal dose of radiation or if they mutated by a combination of Forced Evolutionary Virus and Radiation) his mutations are radioactive in origin.
So far radiation burn scars, radiation dependent biology, and possible sterility though non-human mutants are capable of reproduction. Although its also hinted that most radioactive mutants in the Fallout Universe could have gain some mutations from exposure to the FEV.
The Forced Evolutionary Virus is the second source of mutants
CHAPTER 1: WATER CHIP
The overseer made his way to the hydroponic greenhouse room, he spotted the man he was looking for, “Ah, you’re here, good. We’ve got a problem, a big one,”
“What is it, overseer?” Clark asked.
“The controller chip for our water purification system has given up the ghost,” Overseer Jacoren sighs.
“Can’t we fix it or make another, sir?” Clark asked.
“Can’t make another one, and the process is too complicated for a work-around system. Simply put, we’re running out of drinking water. No water, no vault. This is crucial to our survival,” he pauses while briefly looking up, “And Frankly, I… I think you’re the only hope we have. You need to go find us another controller chip, we estimate we have four to five months before the vault runs out of water. We need that chip, we have marked your map with the location of another vault. Not a bad place to start, I think” Overseer Jacoren sighs again as he tilts his head slightly, “Look, just be safe… okay?”
The Water technician hands the vault dweller a note, “Remember you only have only 160 days, please we urgently need that water chip”
Clark nods to the overseer and the water technician. A large metal computer operated door with the number 13 engraved on it begins to crack open in a zigzag pattern from top to bottom. The door splits open as both sides slide within the door frame. Red siren lights glean as Clark enters the cold dark rectangular box-shaped room. The floor was grated, the walls were covered in dusty and beyond that was a circular metal door.
Clark made his way through the dark hallway when the cylindrical lights placed between where the ceiling meets the walls began to illuminate the room. Clark turned to face a computer terminal that sprang to life with its green letter interface. Clark tapped the enter key as pressure from behind the circle door was released. Red siren lights blared as the computer began talking to the circle door.
The circle door pushed itself out of the boxed-shaped room, leaving a cog shaped frame in its place. A thick robotic arm grabs the circle door by its protrusion before rolling it out of Clark’s way. Beyond the door was a dark cave. He slowly approaches the exit. The door slides close behind him as he takes his first steps out of the vault. The start of the cave was well lit by the lights of the vault entrance. Clark took a deep breath as he wandered further into the cavern. He trips over something heavy. The lights were barely able to illuminate the obstruction. It was wearing a vault 13 vault suit and a pipboy. Clark’s eye adjusted to the dim lighting, it was a skeleton. He reached over to identify the corpse from his pipboy, it was none other than Ed.
Squeak! Clark’s attention was drawn away from Ed’s skeletal remains. He thought he heard something. The sound of tiny feet scurried within the darkness of the cave. Tiny red eyes glare back at the vault dweller. It was a cave rat. Clark sighed, he remembered learning about creatures called animals that once dominated the surface. This was a rat, alright. From the text books and videos, rats were supposedly timid creatures that only bite if they felt threatened. The cave rat ran up to Clark, displaying no fear from him. Clark thought its behavior was odd, for a timid animal it was rather trusting… the rat sprang open its jaws to take a bite out of Clark’s leg.
He jerked his leg away from the rat as it collided into Ed’s skeleton. Clark pulled out his knife and with a swift cut, the rat was dead. He heard more squeaking and scurrying up a head. The vault overlights began to flicker off. Clark activated the light on his pipboy, the cave rats began fleeing from Clark as they retreated further into the cave’s dark recesses. The Rats carefully watched the vault dweller as he traversed their home. Clark saw remains of roaches the size of cats littering the cave floor. The Rats may have kept their distance but they were now tailing Clark. Then they stopped as the vault dweller stepped into a patch of sunlite ground. The rats squealed as they fled from Clark. The rats rubbed their faces, their eyes had adapted to the dark for generations to the point they can no longer tolerate the sun’s light.
Clark stepped into the sun as he exited the dark cave. His eyes are blinded by the midday sun. As vision slowly returned to him, the land outside of the cave was a barren desert and treacherous mountain terrain. No sign of vegetation was in sight. Clark scaled up a steep hill before making his way east. He spotted something up ahead near a large rock. A massive radscorpion, about the size of a pre-war van, was seen propping the desert for food. Clark heard about things called scorpions but not like this, he was puzzled by the sheer size of the radscorpion, it didn’t seem physically possible since the pre-war books taught him that scorpions were supposed to be smaller than a human hand. It used its pincers to carefully dig up the desert soil. Its pincers snap close around a rat before drawing the rodent to its mouth. Its pincer jaws tear the rat to shreds before consuming it. The radscorpion continues on its merry way.
Clark carefully eyes the distant radscorpion as he approaches the rock. Clark looked across the horizon and saw several dead two headed creatures resembling what is called a Cow, their bodies sprawled across the desert. The radscorpion cut open the brahmin’s stomach before tearing out its innards as it dragged the gutted brahmin inside of its cavernous den. Clark notices the radscorpion had signs of damage dotting its carapace. He watched pre-war videos called movies, these had to be gunshot wounds. The scout party could have injured it, they could still be alive… but seeing how the radscorpion is still alive, it could easily mean the others are dead.
White, sterilized mud brick walls surround a mud brick village. Civilization? Clark saw people dressed in hides made from the local animals were seen patrolling the village entrance. They were tan, with slight oval shaped eyes and straight jet black hair. Clark was in disbelief, he was led to believe that civilization outside the vault was destroyed. Clark approached the village entrance. A bearded man stopped Clark in his tracks, as he aimed his colt rangemaster hunting rifle at the vault dweller. Clark raised his hands in the air. Judging from the way he was dressed with a thicker leather hide compared to the villagers, Clark assumes this man is part of this village’s security force.
“You there. Wait… You're not a raider,” The guard captain then lowers his weapon, he shoots a look at his fellow guards as they stand down, “Sorry about all of this. Umm, oh yeah. Welcome to Shady Sands, stranger. Please keep that weapon holstered while you are here. The name is Seth, I am in charge of keeping an eye on what goes on in this village”
“So how do you manage to survive out here? There is little vegetation and water…”
Seth then smiled, “Shady sands is a peaceful community. We have our own irrigation system, so we can grow our own food. If we were not plagued with raiders and radscorpions, we would have no problems”
“Raiders?” Clark asked, he heard of the term in his text books. Clark also remembered seeing a rather large scorpion in the desert earlier, “Radscorpions?”
“There are several groups of raiders. I organize guards, like Ian, to help fight them off. There is one band to the southeast of here. Watch out for them, the Khans are a lawless group who pretend to be some people from the far past” Seth explained, “Those damn Radscorpions have been after our Brahmin since we moved here. Not a week goes by that someone doesn’t get envenomated trying to keep them out of the pens. Last week they took my brother Jarvis. Razlo, our doctor, is looking for an antidote as quickly as he can” Seth explained.
“I hate to ask since you have enough to worry about already but have you seen anyone like me in the last year or so?” Clark asked.
“Can’t say I have. Hey, if you have the means to help us, why don’t you talk to our leader, Aradesh?”
“Where is Aradesh?” Clark asked, looking around.
“He is in the hovel, about over there” Seth points his thumb behind himself.
“Okay, thanks,” Clark began walking towards a large mud brick building. Clark noticed several smaller hovels were inhabited by a single family unit. Not too dissimilar to the rooms in the vault. He arrives at the villager elder’s manor hovel which was divided into several rooms. He entered an empty room, he could see a hunting rifle and what appears to be a vault 15 vault suit.
“Can I help you?” said an elderly man’s voice.
Clark turned around and saw a dark tan man, his wrinkles giving him a wise old appearance. It was Aradesh the village’s elder and leader. He glances at his old vault 15 suit before looking at Clark’s vault 13 suit.
“Greetings, wanderer. Please do not be offended if the gentlefolk about seem rude. As Dharma said, ‘Tough times tan the human hide.’ Your business in shady sands might be?” Aradesh asked.
“I’m from a small… er village to the west of here” Clark attempted to lie.
“I know of no village to the west” Aradesh brow furrows.
“Okay I’m really from a Vault to the west. My people are dying of thirst and I need to find a water purifier chip for them to survive” Clark confessed.
“Hmm, yes, yes, yes. Then tell me of this vault” Aradesh’s brow lifted.
“It’s a big place built into a mountain far to the west. My people have been there for the last 80 years” Clark explained.
“Wanderer, I shall believe you… for now. You may enter Shady Sands, but be warned your every move will be watched” Aradesh warned.
“Okay, so can you tell more about Shady Sands?”
“Shady Sands is much like a family, one that keeps to itself. We are a very protective community. As Dharma said, ‘many sticks can be broken. A bundle cannot’. The Gardens are on the south side. The Brahma Pens are north, although the smell is, I fear, quite intense this time of year. We are small and self sufficient so there is little else to tell”
“Interesting. Are there any other villages around here or is Shady Sands the only one?”
“Junktown lies south of here, there is little in the way of visitation. From stories, I’m certain there are cities south of that. Now if there is anything else I can help you with Wanderer, my lovely daughter Tandi can show you the rest of the village, if you like”
“Daughter?” Clark asked.
A beautifully dark tan skinned girl steps out from the shadows of the back room. She had boyish short black hair and was wearing brahmin leather clothing.
“Hi!” she shouted excitedly. “I heard there was a traveler in town but I was kinda skeptical until I saw you. My name’s Tandi, what’s yours?”
“Ummm Clark Lewison,” Clark responded to the girl. Tandi motioned him to follow her as they left the chief’s hovel. Clark was taken to the Brahmin pen that was just recently smashed into. Blood from the previous night's attack stained the sandy soil. Now only three Brahmin remained within the Pen.
“Radscorpions did this, I’m afraid they’ll take more tonight” Tandi expressed sorrowfully, she then smiled as her cheerful self shined once more. “Well.. how do you like our little town? Bored yet?” She then looked at Clark curiously as his attention was on a man having trouble with his crop fields. Clark walked over to the man tending his crops. Curtis looked over to see the vault dweller approaching him.
“Hello there stranger and good day” He tipped his hat to Tandi, “My name is Curtis,”
“Hello, so uh Curtis, what is it you do around here?”
“I’m a farmer. We irrigated the desert many years ago. Although the wasteland is harsh, it is possible to grow things with patience and time” Curtis carefully examines his crops.
“You have all of your fields planted right now? You could probably do better with crop rotation” Clark pointed out, having some knowledge of farming himself from his days tending the greenhouse and watching old vid documentaries on farming.
“Crop rotation? What’s that?” Curtis asked curiously. Tandi’s eyebrows raised up, she was interested as well.
“You only plant some of your fields, allowing the others to get back some of the nutrients that plants used up. You let the other fields become fertile again by just tilling up whatever grows there” Clark explains.
“Huh. Never thought of that. Makes sense, though. Good Idea” Curtis wrote this down in his journal.
Is there a trait that seperates him form examples of other ghouls?
Fallout has a great human story and the best part is you don't have to like synthetics, you can kill off the synthetics
If you don't like the xenomorphs then I suggest a new Sci-Fi series for you to get into, perhaps Fallout?
The Engineer mask reminds me of that Alien vs Predator mod for Skyrim, Predator: The Lost Tribes
An example of that even thought the prequels are flawed you can take things from there and use them. They can be used like this or in comics, or maybe in future movies, but they shouldn't be over-used like the Xeno, and try to make it scary.
Well he technically exists in the Fallout universe in some cameo random encounters
I like this better than the original version
It would look kind weird tho
A godzilla anguirus hybrid
It means he hasnt done anything at all.
Bc he hasnt posted or commented his rank is unknown because he does not have one
well, perhaps since he has only joined team mothra and hasn't posted anything than he is somehow below mothra larvae.
or hes a demigod, both explanations make about the same amount of sense.
it appears that we have a mystery man on our hands....
Never fear! as detective monsterzero9 and his trusted assistant, nick-nack-patty-wack are on the case.
ok, bandai, take this figure, put it on all fours.
replace the dorsal fins with a spiky carapace and add spikes on the head and tail.
its that EASY!!!
this smells like not being anguirus, but I want it anyways.
Previous Update note: Wait, I don't think Team Mothra's number increased. But the activity zone says that Godzilla Team Forever joined Team Mothra.
New Update: FINALLY! Godzilla Team forever has joined Team Mothra! Xenotaris I guess your desire has come true:D. But...Something is wierd, nobody joined Team Godzilla but Team Godzilla increased from 420 to 421, I think there is a glitch.
monsterzero9 Yeah, I can see that.
I need some time to think about what happened when the Asteroid didn't hit the earth.
Xenotaris You really know a lot about outcomes and theories, thanks for making it clear. HinikunaGoji Good point.
Xenotaris HinikunaGoji Although I don't know what those words mean, I think I get it. I forgot about what happens if the asteroid didn't ever hit the earth, that would have changed a lot.
godzilla looks like godzilla earth + heisei.
and gigan rex looks like bad.
Idk who made this, but now it exists
godzilla dating simulator.
Plus mammals were forced into limited niches and werent able to diversify until the extinction
Cool Godzilla
Yeah I meant had the asteroid not ended the non-avian dinosaurs 66 Million Years Ago. I highly doubt that primates would have had the same evolutionary path as they did in our reality. Especially if dinosaur families like the dromaeosaurids had already dominated the arboreal food chain.
I highly doubt larger and advanced primates would had evolved. It more stand to reason that sapience would evolve from the dinosaurian stock given they would be the dominate lifeforms in a similar manner that humans evolved from the mammal stock of our reality.
