“Never should have been here anyway, seems like a blessing in disguise though, eh? Crossing through Redding, when a Merc run his mouth a bit too much.” He said while taking out a cigarette and putting it towards his mouth. ![]() “Times out, Hombrè” The man said, while closing a pocket watch while the shotgun remained over his shoulder. My Vision faded out of blurriness, as i saw a man, Multiple men actually all armed, i tried to stand, but i was struck with ropes around my Legs, and a punch to the face by whoever was in front of me. ![]() I awoke, in the barren desert of Northern California, I looked around to see the indentations of Cactus's that had been there prior a many 160 years, i then looked dead in front of me to see a Sawed-Off shotgun pointed at my skull. It was a beautiful Autumn afternoon, the leaves and the desert along with the skyline were meeting in the beautiful Orangey-Blue sky, however, just along this Beautiful region of Southern Oregon, was a barren wasteland near meters away from the peacefulness and seemingly prettiness of the since 160 years of an Atomic Bomb, which separated the Warriors from the Weaklings, the Martyrs and the Cowards. ![]() A little story i wrote about my Fallout 2 and Fallout NV Character, Leo
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