vegas pete fanfic

all of kelly severide's wrongs led him right to her. © -stfurose, 2020.

Marcus was a thirty-four-year-old hedge fund analyst who died of a heart attack at his desk, only to wake up as Skinny Pete six months before the events of the Breaking Bad pilot. Trapped in a malnourished body screaming for a fix, Marcus discovers he has a supernatural edge: the ability to summon an infinite supply of NZT-48, a cognitive enhancement pill that turns his mind into a biological supercomputer. While navigating the dangerous streets of Albuquerque, his new "Lucky Survivor" ability—a subconscious probability field—begins nudging reality in his favor, allowing him to survive brutal ambushes and avoid police stings by pure "luck". Desperate to escape the shadow of the Heisenberg era, Marcus travels to Tijuana for reconstructive surgery to shed Pete's identity forever and become the legally real Marcus Webb. As he builds a sophisticated information-trading network, he must decide if he will use his Wall Street skills to prevent Jesse Pinkman’s spiral or simply disappear before the blue meth hits the market.

He wakes in Pete Campbell's tailored suit on a 1960 Madison Avenue morning and the Dyckman network is already his to deploy. The system he carries is not a HUD; it is a quiet read of every account, every partner's leverage, every line Bert Cooper draws on the carpet before guests cross it. He knows when Lucky Strike walks, when PPL buys the agency, when the breakaway forms SCDP. Don is two doors away, half-built and dangerous. Trudy is a partner he never appreciated the first time. The mailroom is where Adam Whitman will surface. Every accelerated win pushes a different domino into the dark, and the smoke on Madison Avenue is starting to remember his face.

We're Not Meant For Each Other - Are We?

Neeko need CHEMS!!!

A man of memes and crack energy naruto runs his way through the nuclear apocalyptic world of fallout NV (MC does not understand nor know of Fallout New Vegas)

Everyone likes New Vegas, right!? How could you not? The amazingly detailed lore, the realistic characters, and factions, death and killing! Of course, there are many other reasons why Fallout New Vegas Is a generally a good game. Why am I saying this? Because I got reincarnated WITH THIS STUPID ASS SYSTEM. [Shut up before I take your powers away] Yeah, haha, sorry! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey, Decke/Author here. Just wanna say that I'm a big fan of this other fan-fic on here called Steele Waste, quite a good story, would recommend it. I just wanted to make a nice, funny, yet realistic story. I am quite new to stories but I'm sure I can do good! Critics and insults are welcome, not like I can control it anyway ALSO! I'm quite new to this site and I'm busy with school etc. i will update but not like other authors on here WHO UPLOAD LIKE 14 CHAPTERS A WEEK??? Just insane. So yeah, expect relatively slow updates ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cover art by Colins Arc's Art on Tumbler

Follow a realistic video game, main character! Watch him act like a video game character in the fallout world. Hi, I am writing this about what I think someone with a system would act like realistically.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.