We're stopped for a bit on the way to Scrap Mountain! (SCRAP MOUNTAIN *mouth banjo sounds* WHOO!) Gotta patch a tire, Bitchkicker has some personal things to work out over that dumb kiddo who shot the tire, Zeke has a surprise girlfriend? (I don't even know) What will happen next?
We're a group of seven nerds, recording our sessions of various tabletop roleplaying games. Let us know if you'd like us to try out a new system.
“Etaoin”
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This website was brutally hacked together via a series of botched CSS checks in the autumn of 2014, before the robot purges began.
Times were simpler then. Sure, not all the trains ran on time, but humans were mostly free to be idiots with relatively mild side effects.
Do you remember those heady days? Where the sun didn't scream angrily down at us from so, so terribly close?
Plant life instead of desolate wasteland.
Animals instead of ashes.
Friends instead of... anyways those days are gone. Let us remember happier times.
