Dragonfall, chapter 16 · 9:22am Feb 21st, 2021
Dynamite looks at me like I'm the crazy one.
"Where the hell am I?!" he screams. "What is this place? What world am I in?"
Dynamite looks at me like I'm the crazy one.
"Where the hell am I?!" he screams. "What is this place? What world am I in?"
"Killjooooooooooy!"
I barrel into her, and we both tumble to the floor. Killjoy grunts as her back hits the stone, a faceful of vermillion mane caught in her mouth. I stand over her, eyes wide and manic.
"Killjoy! Killjoy!" I gasp, wildly gesturing behind me.
She spits out her mane and glares up at me while the guards peep around the door with concerned looks. I keep making hoof motions, trying to explain, but all that comes out is a babble of subsonic noises.
The Sole Survivor's body count enters the triple digits and continues rising, in Survivor's Testament: Week Three.
This week: Back-breaking labour, major malfunctions, and an entirely undeserved promotion.
"The last thing the Capital Wasteland needs right now is another hero."
So here's a real throwback for y'all. Some of my oldest followers, those of you who've been with me since I was primarily known for writing zany HiE, may remember that there was once a time when I also regularly wrote Fallout fanfiction.