Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Give me the one with claws!"  

[Zahzi]

"The basic comes first. What happens if by some chance the body rejects the prosthetic?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...It doesn't even sound possible."  

[Zahzi]

"A person's mind is a delicate thing....Something this advanced could backfire if it fails."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And how would it backfire? I accepted the previous ones just fine and I almost ripped them off."  

[Zahzi]

"Electrocution. Spasms of the arm, making it work on its own..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I think if that would happen it would have done it by now."  

[Zahzi]

"Seeing as your previous arm and leg looked like PIPES, I doubt they had the same innards as these arms and legs..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Just give me the damn parts already and quit stalling!"  

[Zahzi]

"Fine...." Brad sighed, getting one of the basic arms.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"CLAWS. I want CLAWS." Bathsheba hissed, while Ben pressed down on her shoulders.  

[Zahzi]

"Just be quiet..." Brad said, beginning the procedure.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well are you giving me what I want, or just throwing some random crap on me?" Bathsheba asked, tilting her head.  

[Zahzi]

"Look. If this one goes without a hitch, we'll SEE about the claws...."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"But I want it noooooow." Bathsheba whined like an impatient child.