The Ballad of the NCR Riot Control

In my journey along the Lonesome Road, I came upon a young cowboy on a vantage point on the ruins of a collapsed building. Apparently he was a Sniper in the NCR and he was in really bad shape when I found him.

However, it was late and I was getting tired, so I decided to make camp for the night. But before going to sleep, I decided to devour some of the dying man's flesh as I do not like to sleep on an empty stomach.

The dying man moaned and sobbed all throughout the night. I woke the next day amazed to find he was still alive in spite of all that had happened to him. I asked me to take him to the valley and bury him. I figured I could do this one thing for him since I had made a meal of his flesh the night before and also I stole the clothes off his back, which I now wore as my own.

All the work of hauling his dying ass down from the building left me feeling a bit peckish, so I decided to devour yet more of his flesh for my breakfast. This seemed to be too much for his failing body to handle, and his soul departed. I wish I had a cup of cool water to wash his flesh down, but unfortunately there was nothing in sight.

I put a few caps on him to pay for his flesh I had devoured and his clothing which I took for him, and wished him well as I flung his lifeless over the overpass to the valley far below.

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