Extend the Story - Add a Room

Postal Dude drives your head to Rick Harrison's Ice & Fire Pawn Shop in New Vegas. He keeps you in an old baby stroller he found in a junkyard that he placed in the passenger seat of his truck.

The journey from Sedona to New Vegas is an arduous one, but well worth the wait.

He arrives at Rick Harrison's pawn shop then drops your head on the counter.

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: 𝘼 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙤, 𝙝𝙢.. 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙥 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙮, 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨.

Rick takes out his iPhone to fake a phone call, only to be exposed moments later when he receives a call from the Old Man, from the office room 10 feet away no less. He then slams his iPhone on the counter in frustration, followed by the statement "𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩?"

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐇𝐦𝐦𝐦𝐦, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐠.

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: 𝘿𝙤𝙜𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙩? 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚? 𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚.

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭? 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: 𝙎𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢, 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣.

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧?

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: *𝙇𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝* ..𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐈'𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: *𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙* 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚.. 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙖𝙡.

𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫: *Looks into the camera making the Home Alone face while Postal Dude has his hands clasped on the sides of Courier's head*

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙜?

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬.

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧: 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙮𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙡.

ɪ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇ, ᴡʜʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғᴜʟʟᴍᴇᴛᴀʟ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ?