You really still can't seem to make heads or tails of just how you got yourself into this mess...

One minute you're just another wastelander roughing it in the harsh-cold of the prairies, the next, you've 'done been 'deputized' by an old-world artificial intelligence...

"'Gee, try and lighten up—buttercup! This ain't all bad, ya know?"

Destiny, what a 'gal... Never could you have imagined a clanker with so much attitude...

"I know you're uh... not all too happy 'bout now, but just try and smile will 'ya?"