No reason we can't dream.
actually, yeah.
>T-60
AC "Cruisin' like a sports car down cracked roads, stomp' like a tank 'tween ruined abodes. Shinin' like an old world knight straight outta our dreams, clear the way for the T-60."*
AC "Damn, son/girl, now there's love on legs."
AC "Take a moment, just close your eyes, and feel. Wiggle your fingers an' shake those metal feet, love the embrace of steel"*
BoS "Now that's what I'm talking about!"
BoS "AD Victorium, brother/sister."
BoS "Hey, does the T-60 ride up a bit on the groin for you too? I never had this problem with T-45 or T-51, I swear."
>X-01
AC "Oh! Somethin' about that armor is givin' me the chills something fierce!"
AC "She/He moved like a storm cloud, ominous and cold. Their armor an black omen of the world of old."*
AC "Back that metal cowl up, am I really seein' that?"
BoS "We're under at- Oh, sorry. I'm still shaken from DC."
BoS "I wouldn't walk around in that around the rest of the Brotherhood if I were you."
BoS "You had better have found a dead Enclave soldier or killed the previous wearer for that."
BoS "The X-01 isn't so great, I scrapped plenty of them back in DC."
BoS "Be careful wearing that, a lot of us lost good friends to people wearing that exact armor."
BoS "Get out."
BoS "Get out of my sight."
BoS (location dependent) "Get that shit off the Pyrdewyn, now/Get that shit out of the Station, now/Get shit out of the Airport, now."
*I now realize Atom Cats should have at least one, short poem for every type of armor plus mix and match.