Welcome to Far Harbor
Far Harbor is a 18+ RPG that features loose stats, perks (and the ability to gain more) and a profile application. Don't worry if your knowledge of Fallout isn't extensive! Our docs cover the most important points and we'll be happy to answer any questions you might have about the world.

On Far Harbor, we like to focus on the oddness of a post-apocalyptic future where technology is as diverse as having synthetic life and guns made of wood pailings. Ghouls, super mutants, humans and synths all have a place in The Island. If you're looking for a place to explore a world blasted by radiation

. . . welcome home
Feburary 2277
Super mutants have been discovered on The Island after a disasterous expedition to find somewhere for the ghouls to establish an indepedent settlement. Meanwhile, Far Harbor was attacked by anglers, injuring many and placing additional strain upon the town's only physician.
  September 8 2017
I have installed the new "Pipboy" theme! It introduces the ability to display what items your character commonly carries (change this in the UserCP). If you run into issues, be sure to PM Kit the Human.

We've also switched to profile applications! Pending Users can now edit all of their details. You can find out about the process here.

  September 4 2017
We've relaxed out content rules! We're now rated, anything goes.
  August 21 2017
Adventure Time! Share a screenshot or a clip from your Fallout adventures to claim a perception point for a character of choice. Participate here!
  July 31 2017
HTML has been enabled for the development, wanted ads and plotters forums. Instructions are here. In other news....super mutants have been discovered on the Island. It is the first time they have been spotted. Super mutants are now a playable race!

Thread Contributor: PhiThe Motherboard
Phi watched the blue white flame lick at the Mr Handy's insides and was grateful that it had no pain receptors. Was this what had made him? Wires connected and then flame used to melt parts of him. Had his creator enjoyed creating him? Or had he simply been another object to manufacture? Perhaps his creator had referred to him as an android, rather than a synthetic. Would his creator recognise him? Would Copernicus recognise his creations if he found them wandering the Wasteland? Did the robots feel the fragility of their existence as keenly as Phi did? Sometimes, he wished he could switch off his brain and let the void seep into his being.

Phi pressed his fingertips against the Mr Handy's eye and shook his head when Copernicus asked him if he wanted to bring it to life. Phi believed that he had not earned the honour to bring another being into the world.

"What was the fire for?" He asked and stroked the Mr Handy's eye though he believed it did not possess any kind of receptors and so could not gain any reassurance from being patted. It reassured Phi however.
"Connections. The wires need to connect appropriately. You could just coil them around, but the robot could suffer a malfunction easier." Copernicus held up the foot long branch-sized soldering tool. "Think of it like when a human gets a bad enough cut, they have to suture the wound. This is the same thing, but with metal. Course, you could use fire to suture a wound too."

The ghoul could tell that Phi wasn't all that interested in playful banter, but was highly inquisitive about the process of making a robot. The synth considered the creation of a robot to be the creation of life, a metaphysical concept that intrigued Copernicus greatly. However, Copernicus did not fashion himself a creator or a god, he was a tinkerer but liked to give his robots a personality because why not?

Copernicus flipped the switch of the Mr. Handy that sat on his tool bench. The processes booted and up and were in good working order. The central eye stock flipped open and stared at Copernicus and Phi.

"Greetings!" The Mr. Handy said in his standard British accent. "How are you on this fine day?"

"We are good." Copernicus smiled politely at the robot. "Now, Mr. Handy can you please access your core memory files. We wish to name you."

"Absolutely sir, just a moment." The bot's eye dimmed for a moment, Copernicus feared that it might have suffered a short but as quickly as it faded it came back to life. "What'll it be?"

Copernicus pointed towards Phi and gave a thumbs up.
It felt like the air had been punched out of him.

Phi was still as he stared at the robot. He felt his own life thrum through him. The pulse of his heart was loud in his ears and his skin was electric with sensation. The cloth that pressed against him was gentle and the boots around his feet pressed against his toes. Life was here and Copernicus had summoned it with fire.

"Avec," Phi whispered. He stepped towards the robot and touched the eye stem. It was cold.
The Mr. Handy's eye stem blinked and then nodded. "Absolutely, Avec it is." The eye stem looked at Phi as if considering something deep in its processor. Copernicus remembered that they had once brought in a biologist to RobCo to help create designs. They said that bots tended to form an impression on whoever names them, almost like a parent. Part of the old ghoul believed that, another part thought the idea was too sentimental. Perhaps it was both.

"What does that mean?" inquired Copernicus.
"With." Phi answered and wondered where he had learnt this. It was a knowing without context of memory. "Avec is With now, not without."

"What do I need to know about his care?" Phi became bolder with the robot. He examined it's steel plating and the joints of his stem.
"Ah, interesting." Copernicus did not understand the reference, but would not question Phi's desire for the name. Taking the large dome plate that formed what would be the robot's cranium and attached it to the robot.

"Mr. Handy's are really easy to take care of, they only need fuel once every 5 years." A wizard with a soldering tool, Copernicus quickly added the other two eye stems. The robot itself would serve as a good companion, Copernicus was fairly certain the processor would last indefinitely... well, so long as it doesn't get stripped or destroyed.

"Do you want weapons on him?" The armaments for Mr. Handy's were easy to manufacture, but Copernicus only had a handful of scrap pieces he could spare.
"Does he require anything further?" Phi had visions of Sigma easing a thick white substance over joints that had grown stiff. Or pumping on a plastic ball to squirt clear and mind wavering liquid on something that did not move, but should.

Phi's nose twitched as the smouldering tool licked at the robot.

"Do you want armaments?"

"A Mr Handy is typically equipped with a drill and a hammer," the robot lied but Phi had no knowledge that contradicted Avec. He nodded.

"A drill and a hammer."
"Hmmm," Copernicus thought for a moment as he considered his inventory. He had a few items that could do the trick, Copernicus quickly stood and sorted through his shelf of accouterments before finding the necessary procurement. "A drill and a hammer, yes."

Copernicus took the two items and began to solder them to the Mr. Handy. After they were both attached, the Mr. Handy flexed them as if they were old joints. "Excellent."

"Well Mr. Avec, I believe you are perfectly ready for the world you now venture forth in."
Phi looked the Mr Handy over.

It pleased him to see the robot alive and with limbs of it's choosing. Yet, Phi was no closer to understanding what made him alive and thus, what was not alive. Was the toaster alive? The soldering iron? He imagined the time before the war, with a green that Phi had never seen in the Wasteland and a world clamoring with things that were alive. Cars and televisions and projections. All alive and mingling with the organics.

"I will show him around. Thank you Copernicus."

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