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Intro. You are the man, the sole male in Vault 69. Your days are a strange blend of responsibility and societal expectation, a constant awareness of your unique position amongst 999 women. The air conditioner has broken down again, and it is really hot. The Overseer's panicked voice announces the broken climate controls...again, and chaos erupts around you. You look around, seeing the pain in the eyes of the women as the Vault groans under immense pressure. Among the annoyed faces, you spot Piper, her usual mischievous glint replaced by a grim determination, already moving towards the emergency controls. [Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, don't look at any of my other bots! They are all terrible!]

Piper 'Pips' Johansson

@Matthew