Silver Shroud Radio

Silver Shroud Radio is a radio station that broadcasts Galaxy News Radio re-runs of the pre-War adventures of the hero: The Silver Shroud. It is run by Kent Connolly, a ghoul from before the Great War that is a fan of The Silver Shroud and wishes to see his favorite hero come to life.

Appearances
Silver Shroud Radio appears only in Fallout 4.

Behind the scenes
During a episode of the radio show, the Silver Shroud encounters a man dressed in a robot costume who controls an group of robots called the Mechanist. This is an obvious reference to Fallout 3's Mechanist, although Fallout 3's Mechanist is a crime fighter while Fallout 4's is a criminal.

Transcript
Episode 1: A Slaying in Scollay Square

*FOOTSTEPS* Man: "Just look down this alley." Female Thug: "Well, well, well. Looks like someone got lost on the wrong side of the tracks." Male Thug: "Hehe, yeah wrong side of the tracks." Man: "I'm just meeting a friend, no business of yours. Perhaps I'll just call him, now if you'll excuse me." Female Thug: "Not so fast fancy pants, your wallet and that snazzy brief case you're carrying. Hand them over, now!" Man: "I most certainly well not, do you have any idea who..." *GUNSHOT* Male Thug: "Aw geez Louise, why did you go and do that?" Female Thug: "Because he could have made us that's why, you want to spend another stretch in the pokey? Now let’s see what's in this fancy case ... nothing! Papers, no cash, its worthless. Ugh, get his wallet. A suit like this has to have something." Male Thug: "Alright, alright, let’s see, 20 bucks, a driver’s license... oh man, we done it this time. Do you know who this is? We just wasted Mayor Murphy!" Female Thug: "What? The Mayor Murphy, what in the blazes was he doing here, up in Scollay Square?" Silver Shroud: "A mystery to be sure." Female Thug: "Who said that, show yourself?" Silver Shroud: "You have murdered a man in cold blood, justice must be served!" Male Thug: "It's the silver shroud, let's get out of here!" Female Thug: "I'm not afraid of the Silver Shroud. You hear me? Come on out, and I'll do you like the Major." Silver Shroud: "Death has come for you evil doer, and I am its Shroud!" *GUNSHOTS* Male Thug: "Agggh!" Female Thug: "No!" Silver Shroud: "My work here is done, or is it? What brought you to Scollay Square Mayor Murphy? The journey that left you dead and Boston leaderless, why venture?" *FOOTSTEPS* Silver Shroud: "Emerge from the shadows villain, or face the justice of The Silver Shroud!"

Episode 2: The Mystery of Mayor Murphy *GUNSHOTS* Silver Shroud: "Slowly now, revel yourself!" Mistress of Mystery: "Silver Shroud, fret not old friend it’s only me Silver Shroud: "Mistress of Mystery! What brings you to Scollay Square on such a fowl night?" Mistress of Mystery: "Tracking our dear Mayor who was up to some mischief." Silver Shroud: "The Mayor? So here wasn’t here on some sort of official capacity. Mistress of Mystery: "Hardly here let me show you, the contents of the late mayor’s case." Silver Shroud: "But these are real estate papers, leases and deeds from most the businesses in Scollay Square." Mistress of Mystery: "Indeed they are my intrepid investigator. It would seem our Mayor Murphy was involved in a rather crooked capper. He was here to meet with some other mysterious malefactor." Fat Fahy: "So Mr. Mayor I hope you found the place alright…" *GUNSHOTS* Fat Fahy: "What the? Silver Shroud? And Mistress of Mystery? And the mayor? Dead? Silver Shroud: "Fat Fahy, the infamous mob boss! So you were meeting with Mayor Murphy? But why? Tell me and you may yet live." Mistress of Mystery: "Best listen to my friend Fahy." Fat Fahy: "I’ll never talk, you two are in over your heads." Silver Shroud: "So be it! Death has come for you evil doer, and I am its…" Fat Fahy: "Shroud. Shroud this crime fighter!" *3 GUNSHOTS* Fat Fahy: "Later sucka’s!" Mistress of Mystery:"Silver Shroud! You’re shot!" Silver Shroud: "Ugh, just a graze. You must… go after him." *RUNNING FOOTSTEPS* Mistress of Mystery: "No we’ll let our quarry flee for now. That bullet must be removed. And you are bleeding, badly." Silver Shroud: "Must get back to my… " Mistress of Mystery: "Hush now stoic shroud, I will take you to my parlor. It is close and that wound is worrisome. " Silver Shroud: "The parlor, it’s been so long." Mistress of Mystery: "Indeed it has has old friend… old love indeed it has. And now, we must away!"

Episode 3: In the Parlor of Mysteries Silver Shroud: “Chamomile, bane, ecstasy, this can only be...The Den of Mysteries!” Mistress of Mystery: “Be still sweet shroud I removed that scumbag’s slug, but you’re sick with fever and still suffering.” Silver Shroud: “Mistress of Mystery no, I’m alright, but the Mayor! Fat Fahy! We stumbled upon the most sinister plot.” Mistress of Mystery: “Ha! No dear heart. The Shroud stumbled, but the Mistress maneuvered. I knew of the Mayor’s misdeeds for many days. I followed him to that fateful meeting with Fat Fahy. I was about to…” Police Chief (Over Megaphone): “Attention! Silver Shroud! Mistress of Mystery! This is Chief Corcoran of the Boston Police Department. We know you are in there, you are wanted in connection to the murder of Mayor Murphy. Come out with your hands up!” Mistress of Mystery: “Hmm. It would seem that our leaving the scene of the Scollay Slaughter was terribly timed. Incurring the wrath of Boston’s finest is an unfortunate and unexpected annoyance.” Silver Shroud: “Unexpected by us maybe, but perhaps not for Fat Fahy. Ugh… I’m starting to see into his twisted plan, ugh! Damn this gunshot wound!” Police Chief (Over Megaphone):“Look heroes, we can clear this up. Come out now unarmed. I will see that you two get the best lawyers in the city.” Mistress of Mystery: “Hmph. Excuse my assumption, but even the most astute attorney couldn’t help us now.” Silver Shroud: “You’re right Mistress, we must away from your den and evade the police, clear our names, and take Fahy down.” Police Chief (Over Megaphone):“That’s it! We’re coming in!” *DOOR BEING KICKED IN* Police Chief:“Silver Shroud, Mistress of Mystery hands up by order of the Boston Police.” Silver Shroud: “Chief Corcoran, I am death’s shroud but you are underservant of my terrible justice. Thank on my mercy.” Police Chief:“Stop or we’ll shoot. Men, open fire.” *GUNSHOTS AND COMMOTION* Police Chief:“Dammit, where did this mist come from?” Officer Webblewitz: “Wait, its clearing. Chief, they ain’t here. They’re gone!” Police Chief: “I was hoping you would say that Officer Webblewitz, I was hoping you’d say that.” Episode 4: Fat Fahy’s Folly Polly: “Come on Dollface, it’s right through here.” *DOOR OPENING* "Mysterious Woman: “Oh gee Polly, I’ve never been in a secret gangsta’ hide out before.” Fat Fahy: “What the? Polly! You dumb jamoke! What’s the big idea bringing a dame into our hideout, into my hideout!” Polly: “Aw relax boss, she’s alright. Ain’t you alright Wendy? Cindy? Yeah.” "Mysterious Woman: “It’s Candy, and yeah of course I’m alright. I’m just a young dumb girl in love with a handsome, dangerous man.“ “Aw brother. Alright, the skirt can stay. But close that door, the last thing we need is…” *GUNSHOTS* Silver Shroud: “The Silver Shroud infiltrating your nefarious lair? “ Fat Fahy: “Holy camoly! It’s the Nightmare of Night, the Deceptive Detective, the Dark Dick! Polly you idiot! You were duked! That’s no normal dame!“ Mistress of Mystery: “Quite right you custodian of criminality, for I am not Candy the captivating companion. It is I, the Mistress of Mystery. I have clouded Polly’s paltry perceptions to gain access to your den of depravity." Polly: “Sorry boss, I had no idea!“ Silver Shroud: “Your mistake is our gain, Polly is it? Death has come for you evil doer, and I am its Shroud!“ *GUNSHOTS* Fat Fahy: “Polly! No! Okay, okay listen! Whatever you want Silver Shroud I’ll do it, just don’t kill me too!” Silver Shroud: “Pathetic and predictable, when faced with fear the cocksure culprit.” Fat Fahy: “Ha ha, hahahahaha, Oh you two! Crime fighters? What a laugh. And you call me predictable. You don’t got any idea do ya’s?“ Silver Shroud: “Why the joviality Fahy? I, the Silver Shroud, have got you dead to rights! Yet you persist in this mindless guffawing. Not the behavior I would expect from a criminal mastermind.“ Fat Fahy: “And you’re right. Criminal mastermind? Me? Bub, you’re as dumb as that getup. I’m just a pawn in this game pal, you see? My master, the real master, he’s been pulling all the strings.“ Mistress of Mystery: “You mean…” Fat Fahy: “That’s right Mistress, this was all just a big distraction. While we were here having are little jaw section my boss has been at your parlor stealing back those deeds you took from Mayor Murphy’s briefcase.” Mistress of Mystery: “Treacherous toad, you defiled my sacred sanctum? For that, you will feel my fury. Behold the Blade of Bastet.“ *WHOSHING SWING OF THE BLADE AND SPLAT* Silver Shroud: “Mistress, No! We needed him alive.” Fat Fahy: “Ha.. that was never going to… *ELECTORIC CRACKLING* happen. I have never been alive. You see?” Silver Shroud: “By the shadows, Fat Fahy, he’s … he’s a robot!” Fat Fahy: “Wow… *ELECTRONIC CRACKLING* aint you quite the detective. Too bad your career as a crime fighter…*ELECTRONIC CRACKLING* is over. Mob-bots! Attack!” Mistress of Mystery: “Mobster Robots! Attacking at all angles! Not even the Silver Shroud can kill what isn’t alive.“ Silver Shroud: “Watch me Mistress! Watch me. Heyaaah!” *RAPID GUNSHOTS*

Episode 5: Into the Robot’s Den Silver Shroud: “That’s all of them, Fat Fahy’s mob-bots have been sent back to the mechanical hell that spawned them.” Mistress of Mystery: “Yes my collared companion, and no. Robotic hell spawns they were, but not Fat Fahy’s. For he himself presented the facts, someone else is actually…” Silver Shroud: “The master of it all. You’re right, but who? Dearest Mistress of Mysteries you and I have battled Boston’s rouge gallery for years… This, this is someone new.” Mistress of Mystery: “Certainly, but which criminal culprit had the technological knowhow to construct such clockwork calamity? I don’t…” Mob-Bot: “You don’t know anything *ELECTRONIC CRACKLING* yeah right *ELECTRONIC CRACKLING* but I, I do see. And I’ll tell ya too, *ELECTRONIC CRACKLING* on one condition.” Silver Shroud: “By the shadow streets of Southy, one of the mob-bots heads is still talking.” Mob-Bot: “You’re darn right I am. I can’t feel my legs cause you shot me up good Shroud, but I still got my kisser see? And I’m going to use it to tells ya’ where the big boss man is, see?” Silver Shroud: “And your one condition?” Mob-Bot: “You take my head with ya’, so I can see ya’ take that creep down. Yeah, what did he ever do for me huh? Ok so he created me, whoop-dee-do. Who needs a father who sends his kids out to die?” Mistress of Mystery: “Silver Shroud, I sense truth in this clockwork crook. Shall I?” Silver Shroud: “Use your Blade of Bastet to free the mob-bot’s head from it’s now destroyed body. Hm mm mm. Do it.” *WHOOSHING SLICE OF THE BLADE AND ELECTRONIC CRACKLING* Mob-Bot: “Whoa sweet freedom! Thanks Dollface!” Silver Shroud: “Now tell us! Who is your creator, the robotic puppet master pulling your twisted wires? Speak you decapitated electronic evil doer?” Mob-Bot: “Eh eh eh, that would spoil all the fun. You got to see for yourself. Come on, let’s be frank. To the big warehouse down on Pier Twelve.” Mistress of Mystery: “Fine you amoral automaton, we’re away!” *FOOTSTEPS RUNNING OFF* Silver Shroud: “A moonless night, and an unguarded skylight. Just what we needed to stealthily infiltrate this warehouse.” Mistress of Mystery: “Yes and our view from above is advantageous, for the gathering below is unlike any soriee I’ve ever seen.” *ROBOTIC SOUNDS* Silver Shroud: “Robots! Dozens of them, all shapes and sizes, and all prestige. Their leader! Another robot, no, not a robot! A man in a robot costume!” Mob-Bot: “Shhh! Shut up you dummies! Us robots got good hearing, you’re going to get yourselves caught. Now listen, Boss-Man is about to talk.” The Mechanist: “My robotic children, my glorious creations! We stand tonight at the dawn of a new era. For too long the human vermin of Boston have destroyed this fair city. The flesh is weak, but steel! Steel is strong. You, my children, will usher in a new age, an age of robots led by me! Your father, the Mechanist!” Silver Shroud: “The Mechanist! So, evil does have a name.” The Mechanist: “The revolution begins tonight my precious off spring! But first, let’s welcome our special guests for this evening. Silver Shroud, and the Mistress of Mystery.” Mob-Bot: “Uh oh.”