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7/21/2025, 7:22:10 AM
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>>6278095
You head north to Barter Town. As you approach you notice that the greenery that faded in your hometown returns somewhat, and you even spot the occasional signs of free standing water. Much of it is poisoned or radioactive, but Iron Gut one of your mates "volunteers" to taste test for the group. Especially after Five Fingers makes him suck on his shotgun initially scared of losing the last few hairs on his head from radiation poisoning. The water is so pure he only gets violently ill a few times. You, of course partake of the cleanest water, mildly muddy, but otherwise fine dining. Five Fingers and Drag Ass join you in this meal. Your mates content themselves off the stuff that had a mild taste of antifreeze in it.
Your war party reaches the peak over looking Barter Town. It's impressive. Running power, livestock, and chromed to the gills patrols every ten minute circle her. Which, means plenty of go juice, too. Truly, you're in heaven. However, the line to get in is long, very long. Days long. And, you're not a patient man. You run hard and fast. Always seeking the next thrill to get your head in and out of. It's time to get things going.
>Make a place for you and your mates in line. Personally break a few necks/crush some skull to make a point.
>Have Five Fingers make a place for you in line. He empties one of his Shotgun shells into some poor bastard's skull to get people's attention.
>Have your mates take care of the problem while you and Five Fingers seek out some good trade deals. Party split, you Five Fingers, and Drag Ass are alone while access is gained by your retarded henchmen.
>Wait patiently. This drains a day's worth of water and food, which neither is scare here. It also drain's a day's worth of fuel, which also isn't scarce here. You presently have a week's worth of provisions.
>Sneak into town
>Wait outside town for a good and fat mark, and follow them out into the wastes.
>>6278095
You head north to Barter Town. As you approach you notice that the greenery that faded in your hometown returns somewhat, and you even spot the occasional signs of free standing water. Much of it is poisoned or radioactive, but Iron Gut one of your mates "volunteers" to taste test for the group. Especially after Five Fingers makes him suck on his shotgun initially scared of losing the last few hairs on his head from radiation poisoning. The water is so pure he only gets violently ill a few times. You, of course partake of the cleanest water, mildly muddy, but otherwise fine dining. Five Fingers and Drag Ass join you in this meal. Your mates content themselves off the stuff that had a mild taste of antifreeze in it.
Your war party reaches the peak over looking Barter Town. It's impressive. Running power, livestock, and chromed to the gills patrols every ten minute circle her. Which, means plenty of go juice, too. Truly, you're in heaven. However, the line to get in is long, very long. Days long. And, you're not a patient man. You run hard and fast. Always seeking the next thrill to get your head in and out of. It's time to get things going.
>Make a place for you and your mates in line. Personally break a few necks/crush some skull to make a point.
>Have Five Fingers make a place for you in line. He empties one of his Shotgun shells into some poor bastard's skull to get people's attention.
>Have your mates take care of the problem while you and Five Fingers seek out some good trade deals. Party split, you Five Fingers, and Drag Ass are alone while access is gained by your retarded henchmen.
>Wait patiently. This drains a day's worth of water and food, which neither is scare here. It also drain's a day's worth of fuel, which also isn't scarce here. You presently have a week's worth of provisions.
>Sneak into town
>Wait outside town for a good and fat mark, and follow them out into the wastes.
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