This page lists Blackwater Mine terminals.
Blackwater Bandits Terminal[]
Header | United States Department of Energy | |
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Welcome text | Now Property of the Blackwater Bandits! | |
Body | Don't delete anything from here! |
Freddie Lang's Logs[]
Header | United States Department of Energy | |
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Welcome text | Freddie Lang's Blackwater Bandits | |
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Help[]
not givn up
gettin hardr to thikn straigt
skin glwing
so sick
i tried
feelss good to be dwn in th mine
warmer
near the radiation
just gonna sleep ther
wait 4 whtevr
Radiation Leak[]
That asshole. I told everyone: no messing with the machines down in the mine. We didn't know what they did, and the last thing we need is our new home collapsing. Guess what, though? Rob came clean after I threatened to neuter him. He just HAD to get drunk and mess with the stupid machine!
Wanna know what it does? It leaks radiation all over the place, apparently, and he's been tinkering with it in secret for months. He caused a massive leak, and now people are dying, because of him.
We got people who look like corpses, still writhing around, but not responding.
At least Rob's not moving any more.
Trying to stay strong. Trying to not give up.
People gettin' sick[]
Lots of people getting real sick now. It's been a while and it's not going away. My hair's been falling out. Skin's peeling. I can't eat. Wish I could find out who exposed us to this freakin' plague, so I could kill him myself.
You told me never to give up, love. I won't. I'll get through this, just like everything else. I'm going to do you proud.
Low on chems[]
I don't know what it is, maybe just a bad flu or something, but we're all starting to ache and feel weak. We were using chems to offset the effects, but it's taking a long time to get over it without any doctors around, and we're almost out.
The Cutthroats still have a ton of chems, especially now that the Diehards are bringing them all to the Top of the World. I think they'd be willing to trade us a case of chems for the mini nukes we stole from those Brotherhood of Steel guys.
I know I told you no more chems, but that was long ago, and the world's a different place, babe. I'm only taking what I need to get through the day with this illness.
Good haul[]
Hit up a band of travelers coming through the mountains. Got a lot of good loot and supplies out of it. They said they were hauling goods to some survivors over the hills, so we should check out that settlement soon.
One of them looked like you. I hesitated, just briefly. She pleaded for her life. Started screaming. I had to do it, or she'd attract others, or who knows what.
Maybe I shouldn't have. These mines are a good hideout. No one ever comes looking for us here anyway.
In other news, I had to shoot Frank dead. He thought he could take a little of the top and keep it for himself. Now, he's sharing his cache with everyone as a reminder to not get greedy.
Diehards visit[]
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Margie came down with some of her Diehard losers to check out the new place. She said she wants to gather up everyone's key fragments to make some sort of backup copies in case something happens to one of 'em, or some BS like that.
FFFFFFFF THAT!
We all know you had a problem with bossman Thorpe, Margie. You're lucky we cut you in on the cache, but somehow you keep us all supplied with chems, so yeah.
Still, we ain't gonna hand over all our keys so you can run off with all our stuff. Nice try, but no way!
Miss you[]
I miss you so much, Lucie. If you only knew what we've had to become. Sometimes I wonder, maybe it's for the best you checked out when you did so you didn't have to see me this way.
Then again... I'm real good at what I do. It's scary how naturally burglary comes to me, and how tough I've become. I mean, I always had to be tough, but you knew that. Growing up where we did, people gave us shit for who we were. It usually took handing out a fat lip or a black eye to make people respect me.
Guess I've carried that into my new life. You'd be proud of that at least. I stood up, took charge. I'm leading. They actually like me. They know better than to come onto me, and I don't have to say nothing no more.
If you're watching, somehow, just know that everything I do, I do to survive. Don't hate me.
Finally in![]
We finally cracked the password for this thing: It was ""pumpernickel,"" like the bread. The previous foreman's locker hadn't been cleaned out, and we found it written on a crumpled note in there. Lucky find, huh?
That stupid robot outside wasn't any help. The guys seem to like him though, so I guess we're keeping him around.
Anyway, now it's my terminal and as the leader of this rag tag group of bandits, I'm using it as my own log for whatever comes to mind. Ever since I lost her to the war, I've got no one to confide in. No one I trust with my thoughts. This is the closest thing I've got now.
I swear if one of these a-holes ruins this for me, I'll send them packing with a bullet in the back of their head.
Foreman's Reports[]
Header | United States Department of Energy | |
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Welcome text | Blackwater Mine Foreman: Mitchell Hibbs | |
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Report: 7-9-77[]
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Uranium yields have been way up. The boys have tweaked those extractor machines so that they're pulling the stuff in at a rate faster than an army of miners ever could. It's much safer, too. This spells good news for us down here at our level. With profits way up, it's bound to come trickling down to us. Can't wait to see the fleet of shiny new Corvegas driving into work!
Report: 7-20-77[]
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Caught some of my crew lounging about on the job this morning. Vinnie was even sleeping. I hated to do it, but I had to write him up. The guy used to be such a powerhouse, but he says he finished all his hauls an hour into the job today.
I get it that the machines practically run themselves, and produce a lot less waste, but there's still plenty to do around here! They need constant supervision. There are buttons to press, and meters to monitor.
Incident report:
Chet Bronson slipped and took a spill in Tunnel 3. He'll be laid up for a while, but frankly, I don't know if we'll be able to keep him on staff. We have too much on payroll as it is.
Report: 7-28-77[]
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Orders came from on high today. We had to let go of about 30 of our guys today. It's just some of the chaff. These guys have been slacking off for a while now, so it's probably for the best. We'll be fine without them. This job could be done with a crew of a dozen if it we needed to.
I tell ya, the marvels of modern engineering just make life easier.
Report: 8-5-77[]
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Called the crew together this morning to chat about next week's meeting with the big-wigs. Everyone's to be on their best behavior, and we're going to whip this operation into shape big time before their arrival. This mine's going to shine.
Some of the guys are understandably worried, after the layoffs. But, I assured them their jobs are not in danger. We're going to show the suits how a tight crew can work in concert with state of the art technology to be the highest yield Uranium Mine in the country, if not the entire world.
Report: 8-13-77[]
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Screw this! I moved all the way out to West Virginia for this job, when I was perfectly happy in Pittsburgh! I been here hardly a year and a half, and they replace me with that bucket of bolts. They said it was cheaper.
Like anyone's going to take orders from a robot! I shoulda seen this coming when they offered me what they did, and then when I get here, I find out they're building the whole thing to basically run itself. What a crock.
I told them I'd wipe this terminal, but I'm leaving my reports here as a lesson to the next guy they hire when that stupid robot can't hack it.
Production Reports[]
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Logs: Dr. Phillip Cotton[]
Header | Blackwater Mine | |
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Welcome text | Site Director: Dr. Phillip Cotton, US DOE | |
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04-13-76[]
With the discovery of Uranium in what we thought was a strictly coal deposit, the United States Department of Energy has taken control of this site as it is now a matter of national security. I will be relocating from our facility in Morgantown and taking control of this site.
Dr. Phillip Cotton
National Energy Technology Laboratory
Morgantown, WV
06-23-76[]
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09-04-76[]
We've had several successful small scale tests of the in situ leach process and it looks like this looks to be a promising location for long-term extraction. I have received order to oversee this facility permanently.
Dr. Phillip Cotton
Blackwater Mine
White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia
01-27-77[]
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04-19-77[]
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06-28-77[]
Construction on the primary facility is complete and it appears to be fully operational. We'll be working to re-enforce the water pumping systems and strengthing the core of the mine, and shutting off other portions. Over the course of development, our on-site staff has increased to 50. Assuming all goes well, this facility will eventually run itself. The new Foreman will begin work next week, and will oversee operations during optimization processes and staff reductions.
Dr. Phillip Cotton
Blackwater Mine
White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia
Water Systems Monitoring[]
Header | Blackwater Mine | |
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Welcome text | Water Systems Monitoring and Control | |
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Pump 1 Status[]
Offline since Dec 03 2022
Pump 2 Status[]
Offline since Dec 03 2022
Exterior Pump Status[]
Offline since Dec 03 2022
Water Level Status[]
Water Level Is Currently:
> Uninhabitable Overflowing
Light Pooling
Dry
Water Radioactivity Status[]
Current Water Radioactivity Level in mrem
[-] 1,000k: Death within 2 weeks or less
[-] 500k: death within 30 days of exposure
[-] 70k: Instant exposure causes vomiting
[X] 50k: Likely to develop cancerous organs
[-] 5k: Annual safe exposure limit
[-] 620: CT Scan
[-] 10: X-Ray
[-] .1: Consumption of a single banana