|Cause of death||Unknown, Presumably Shot|
"Well boys, this is it. You can protest all you want, but I'm telling you, I'm a dead man. This wound won't heal itself. So thank you. Thank you for all you've done while in my service. You've served Freeside well. Heck, you even ended up serving the Strip well. Who would've thought? Thanks again boys, and keep the music of man alive." — The King's Goodbye
The King was an Elvis impersonator who led a gang called the "Kings" out of The King's School of Impersonation in southern Freeside during 2281.
Fallout: New Vegas Edit
Born some time between 2245 and 2247 (as evidenced by Dennis Crocker), The King was a member of one of the original tribes of New Vegas before they were united and brought to power by Mr. House. He and his gang took up residence in an old Elvis impersonation school. They believed it to be a place of worship due to the posters and holotapes all of one man, whose real name couldn't be found, but was only known as "The King." In the upper levels of the school they found outfits that the original king would wear and vast amounts of hair gel. The King watched the old holotapes of the man, learned to speak like him, and started to teach others to do so. Unlike other gangs in the Mojave Wasteland, the Kings were built on respect and don't go looking for their next fight.
In DUST EditIn the early years of the Fall, the Kings led a rebellion against the NCR. However, in the wake of the Cloud disaster on the Strip, the Kings decided to aid an evacuation of Freeside. The evacuation was successful, saving countless lives, but most of the King's gang were forced into the sewers.
The King managed to escape New Vegas made his way through the Mojave Wasteland, along with a few remaining remnants of his gang. At some point along the way, he sustained a mortal wound and took shelter in the middle of Boulder City. He would eventually succumb to his wound, but not before penning a heartfelt goodbye to the surviving members of his gang.
The King's skeleton can be found in the small hideout at the far end of Boulder City.