I don't like fanfiction but, I like about game system story or NPC story.
Like this.
>I'm so dead. I work in the Maltese Falcon in The Hub as the only roulette dealer in town. It's usually pretty safe and easy, generally carefree, until about 30 minutes ago. This guy comes in wearing a dingy blue jump suit and makes a bee line for my table. Seems nice enough, no weapons out or anything, shouldn't be an issue. God help me I was wrong.
>I ask if he wants to play a round and he immediately slaps down 50 caps. He can't be a high roller, I thought, too dirty. He didn't have that lucky look to him, if you know what I mean. Probably dirt poor and just wanted one last thrill before the rads take him. Well lucky for him, he won. Jackpot, in fact, and got 150 caps back. No biggie, he'll just waste it all away on a few more games and the casino will be 50 caps richer in the end.
>But then, I dunno, something happened. He got... faster... if you get what I'm saying. Suddenly he's dropping 50 caps and playing games of roulette several times each second. I don't know how but it's happening. Sometimes he'll slip up and play for only 5 caps, but it doesn't seem to phase him. Finally he takes a break and, jesus... he'd won almost 1,500 caps. I don't know how I'm gonna explain this to my boss, I'm thinking. But, that's not even the half of it.
>This freak just stands there for like 25 minutes doing absolutely nothing, and then all of a sudden starts to play another game. But, this time... shit... I don't know man. I don't know HOW it happened, but in the space of two minutes he managed to play 10,000 games almost exactly. This freak of nature came into the casino with like 100 caps on him and ended up leaving with no less than 32,000. THIRTY-TWO THOUSAND CAPS my boss is gonna hold ME accountable for!
>I am so fucking dead.
