Wasteland 2: The Wasteland Bouquet Adventures Part 7 · 11:53am Oct 10th, 2014
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Wasteland 2 - The Wasteland Bouquet Adventures
From the booze-stained journal of Caravan Lily
Been a busy few days.
Vargas sent us up to the Rail Nomad camp to help out. He wants their train running again, since most of the supply routes depend on it.
Trains are giant wagons that run on tracks. What we could do if we had one back home... the Bouquet'd be even busier! Customers and caps beyond my wildest dreams!
Erm, anyway, we met up with the
Toe PeekingTopekan chieftan, but he didn't want our help, so we kinda just wandered around the camp after that. A hoomin girl asked us to save her friend who had fallen in the lake, and we did. Rose knocked some wierd totem pole thing down for him to grab onto, since none of us can swim.Not that we wanted to. That lake was nasty.
Turns out the girl was from another tribe of Rail Nomads, and there was some big feud going on between them, and that's why the train wasn't running.
We had a bit of a close call, though. The girl and the boy were talking about leaving together, but they almost set off a bomb some maniac had left laying around! Rose managed to disarm it just in time.
After that, we headed off to the other Nomad camp, to see if they'd be willing to make
piecepeace.We got into a bit of a fight on the way there, though. Bandits. Lots of them, but nothing we couldn't handle. They all wore pink pants, for some reason...
One was wearing a tutu and had a knife the size of mylegarm! Ibis took care of it with his knife, but he complained about missing his claws again. What's wrong with fingers? That's what I want to know. They're great fun!.. but is it really "hoofing it" if I don't have hooves anymore?Whatever.
Long story short, lots of explosions, we got to the other camp and had a talk with their leader. Turns out the girl from before was his daughter, and when he heard about her almost dying, he agreed to a peace talk with the Topekans!
We delivered his message, then we had to stand guard and be security for the talk. It all worked out in the end, Vargas was happy, and we got a couple days off! The Nomads had a bar, so that's where we went... and then the barkeep asked us to check on his shipment, since it was late.
He promised a discount on the booze if we did. Rose accepted for us. That mare loves her booze.
We got to the distillery, talked down the crazy hoomins that wanted to hijack the shipment, then got offered an even better discount if we cleared some pests out of the field. Naturally, we accepted. Rose poked me until I did.
Pfft. Pests. Giant fucking badgers again, that's what they were.
At least we weren't in a mine this time.
We killed the badgers, headed back to Rail Nomad, gave the barkeep the good news and settled in to enjoy our R&R.
Rose is passed out drunk on Ibis, Ibis is sharpening his knife, and I'm pretty sure Magpie's off buying some more ammo. So, it's pretty quiet right now.
Vargas just called. He wants us to head for the old prison once we're rested up, see if we can get some info out of the Red Skorpions. Fuck.
Major events so far:
The Rail Nomads have made their peace.
The Rail Thieves have been wiped out.
The largest Snake Squeezins' distillery in the area has resumed production. The Booze must flow.
General opinion of the Rangers continues to rise.
Writing this one was painful, thanks to the horrible orange-y yellow color the text field turns when you're editing now.
Might be a small delay on the next one. I just got Alien Isolation, which is a riveting game with an astounding storyline.
Amanda Ripley is a lonely young woman who, desperate to change her life, takes a vacation to a far-off space station, in hope of getting over her crippling shyness.
While on the station, she meets a tall, dark stranger. At first sight, they fall madly in love with one another, but Ripley is so shy she panics and hides whenever she even thinks he's near, while he only wants to meet the mysterious young woman who vanishes in the blink of an eye.
Can these two wayward lovebirds find happiness? Will Ripley overcome her shyness and come out of the locker?
Find out in Alien: Isolation. A romance to die for.
This was a marvelous update, thank Celestia for the lack o fluffies!
I imagine you're going to be enjoying yourself with Alien: Isolation, I do hope that it turns out to be as amazing as you hoped! 
Perhaps you could compose the posts in another program and paste them in? I too find myself trying not to look at FIMFiction's UI too much now. Ugh...
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Why didn't I think of that? It'll let me build up a backlog of them, too.
I've been uploading them as I go through the game, so it's slowed me down. I'm a derp.
2523061 It's what an Alien game should be. Slow, tense, and terrifying.
It's all about the gameplay, and that's where it shines.
The plot's nothing special; you can predict the entire thing if you've seen Alien and Aliens. But then, who plays for the plot?
Half my time is spent hiding, a quarter is spent moving from hiding place to hiding place, and a quarter is spent looking for new pants because the damned Alien comes out of nowhere and scares the everloving
out of me.
Fear. Fear is when you're sneaking through an empty hospital, and your motion tracker starts beeping. You freeze, waiting to see where the signal is coming from, but the blip charges towards you. It is coming. You turn and run, hearing it drop from a vent behind you just as you make it into a side room. Time seems to slow down as you check the room for anywhere you can hide. In a locker, under a desk, anywhere.
You make it into a hiding place and hold your breath. You can't see the door, but you know it's out there. You want to know how close it is, but it will hear your motion tracker if you use it.
Then, you hear the door hiss open. Heavy footsteps thud, you hear It hissing as it searches the room. It knows you're in there.
Suddenly, it comes up beside the desk you're cowering under and pauses. Its tail is inches from you, twitching slightly. All you can do is pray it leaves.
And it does. You hear it leave, the door closes, and you start to breathe again. Checking your motion tracker, the coast is clear, so you climb out from under the desk and leave the room.
...
It was waiting just outside the door.
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Happy to help. :)
I compose a lot of my posts, both here and elsewhere, in TextEdit's plain text mode; it lets me save, have a consistent interface, have what I'm typing and what I'm replying to on the screen at the same time… It's useful in a variety of ways.
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Too much for me, I'll stick with The Walking Dead. Try not to run out of fresh clothing to wear, or you'll be doing a lot of laundry 
I'm glad you're enjoying the game Cascade! It sounds spectacularly horrifying, and something I could not play.