Wasteland Survivor – From ashes - ch20
#21 of wasteland survivor ok, back to your regularly scheduled- holy shit is that a demonic duck! \*points and runs the other way\* apologies dan, but your duck is just too distracting. * * * "i hate it here." i muttered under my breath.
Wasteland Survivor – Regaining life - ch26
#27 of wasteland survivor "... and that's when your patrol found me." the soldier told us, finishing his oral debriefing, "the rest of it, along with the finer details, is in the written report i prepared."
Wasteland Survivor – Building skills - ch28
#29 of wasteland survivor note, most of this is not interactions, it can be skimmed over if you want, just read the last bit.
Wayward Scale; The Wasteland Prologue; Fallout
With one single catastrophic event, James Scale's life would become more chaotic than before. Somehow, a bomb had made it into the white house, and the nation was in chaos after the president was there when the bomb went off. Everyone knew that many...
The God Dragon
With white created the coldness of death and barren wastelands. with hues of red, he formed volcanoes and wild fires. with green he twisted plants into vines, thorns, and weeds to steal from those around them.
Nujema: The First Stop
Nujema looks do be a barren wasteland from above because of its two suns but in several spots you'll see an entrance door about the same size as the entrances to the subways on this planet.
Perceptional - Pt 8: In a strange place
Like every damn thing in this wasteland. feeling alert enough, he slung his pack over his shoulders and started removing the boxes from one of the doors. he barely gave each one a glance. they were boxes, all gray, yet they could not be opened.
Freezing Betrayal (Chapter 2)
Over the following days the two companions travelled across wide, barren, frozen wastelands towards what therdac had described as \*the cold's worst enemy\*. pulsing through the deep snow, kaitio coughed a few times before asking.."
walking the sands "in oculis et fractum"
No grass grows not even water flows through the small town of lindriff all because of those serpent dictators who burned our farms and replaced the thriving fields with wastelands and the desert we now know as deadly dry plains.
Second Sight: Chapter Seven: Unexpected Company
#12 of second sight location: wastelands, epitaph. time: 01:00am. year: 2092, march 1st. i was hardly breathing, leaning up against the maintenance door. the screeching and growling continued, but i couldn't see a thing.
Solace: A Tale of Foxes (Part 2/4)
There was nothing, like a barren wasteland. thunder and rain. lightning flashed. it was all implied. it was all connected. and this is where we get off.
Alt Earth 4077 Historical Post 3
The tundra union of vast radioactive wastelands of old russia, old mongolia and parts of old china was founded on 11.19.0520aw.