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🌱 🌎 🐄 & 👤(Aries!) for Jeff! (I'd love to know more about him!) 💙

Thank you so much! 💙

(Admittedly, one of these questions in particular took me a bit to answer...for reasons 🥹)

🌱 What's their basic information? Name, gender, age, that sort of thing

Answered here, but I can share something else 💙

Jeff's items & inventory:

(Note: this man is almost always over-encumbered, and nothing can change that, not even the ridiculous amount of carry weight boosters that he has on his person.)

💙 Armor pieces in desperate need of repair–everyone around him lets him know, rightfully so.

💙 Nukashine Beer Hat, which doesn't contain actual Nukashine.

💙 His signature Bottlecap Sunglasses

💙 Blue Ridge Caravan outfit–a wastelander recently offered him 20k caps for it (true story).

💙 Healing: Stimpaks, RadAway, Rad-X

💙 Lunchboxes

💙 Honey (for Sweetwater)

💙 Nuka-Cola–no, his hat isn't enough.

💙 Food: pepperoni rolls, bubblegum, Rudy's canned pozole

💙 Plant cuttings

💙 Pictures of friends and loved ones, including various cryptids.

🌎 Do they have a favourite region of the world map (e.g. the Forest, the Ash Heap...)? A least favourite region?

❤️: Cranberry Bog

Although the Forest was a fast favorite with everything being in one relatively safe area, Jeff grew to love the Cranberry Bog over the years. As dangerous as it can be sometimes, he feels the most whole there. There's nothing like those misty mornings, blue hours, and radstorms overlooking the cranberry rivers. His work and friends/loved ones are all there, too.

❌️: Toxic Valley

Jeff will only travel up to the Toxic Valley if he absolutely has to. At least Grafty, the "Snallies," and Wavy Willard's are up that way.

🐄 The Blue Ridge Caravan Company?

So much changed when folks started returning to Appalachia, Jeff included.

He found himself aligned with many factions over the years, wearing multiple hats on any given day. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but something was missing.

Jeff didn't know that a random visit to the Cranberry Bog one day would bring him closer to finding out what that was. He's grateful that he gave the Blue Ridge Caravan Company a chance, and the same can be said to Joanna (and Vinny?) for him.

It's tough work being a caravan guard, but it's rewarding. He's always more than happy to lend a hand (or Redd Upper) whenever he's called up. His efforts help folks in Appalachia (including his BRC crew) and beyond–and that means the world to Jeff. 💙

👤 A specific character? (specify who!)

responderschief: (Aries!) for Jeff! (I'd love to know more about him!) 💙

So, I don't know where to begin with this answer 🥹 I haven't written a story/scenario for Jeff since year one of Fallout 76, but I decided to let inspiration take me ✨️

Jeff smiled to himself.

It had rained earlier in the evening. Mud from the ditches that lined the Cranberry Bog stuck to Jeff's boots, squelching beneath him with each step. Behind him, he could hear his friends and co-workers singing along to the song playing on Appalachia Radio. Nearly every verse ended with cheering of some sort, punctuated by clinking bottles.

He was just there at his camp, unwinding with everyone after a long week of traveling back and forth through Big Bend. He had daydreamed about this get-together during his breaks, or whenever Vinny tasked him with getting everyone back on track or whatever.

It was nice to see everyone having a good time–well, almost everyone.

Rudy had found Jeff in the kitchen, preparing two plates of food and filling up an empty bottle carrier with drinks. The merchant smiled at his blue-haired friend and gave him an encouraging pat on the back. Jeff eventually declined Rudy's kind offer of helping him get from one side of the east tunnel base to the other, but maybe he should have–

Lost in thought, Jeff nearly dropped everything in his arms as his boot landed in a hole that wasn't there the day before. He managed to correct himself, sighing in relief.

"Bravo, Knight-Errant! Smooth recovery. Yet another reason why the Brotherhood of Steel have been keeping you around, huh?"

Aries was sitting where his train car door would close, next to the gulper skin that adorned the outside.

Jeff looked up at the source of the voice and let out a defeated laugh. "More like Knight-Errand, but yeah."

Aries chuckled. He helped Jeff up the ramp, then returned to his previous spot with enough room for his fellow caravan guard to slide in next to him.

Jeff popped open a beer for Aries and a Nuka-Cherry for himself. The pair enjoyed their dinner together in comfortable silence, even with the party behind them surging on.

Jeff's gaze settled on the sparse sundew grove, which was beautifully illuminated under the foggy moonlight across from them. He could definitely get used to this, whatever this was.

"Uh…hey, Jeffy?" Aries started. "Thanks for…" Everything, he thought.

Jeff slowly turned his head toward the source of the seldom-used nickname. He did his best to hide his burning cheeks behind the hand holding his half-full Nuka-Cherry, and his smile was just as warm.

Aries looked at Jeff, a smile of his own forming beneath his mask. He immediately forgot what he was going to say, but that was okay.

fin.

Also, I wanted this to be a separate post, but I'm too excited to share:

(Thank you to @jonnyonearth who patiently waited for me to take pictures, as always 🥲❤️)

#answered #oc: jeff stone #fallout 76 #aries fo76 #ahhhhh!

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