Everything... gone... just like that...
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Or so they say the old ones that managed to survive to this day. The Wasteland is not a nice place, every day is a struggle for survival, searching for whatever food you can find, for water, for guns. So is life and so has been as far as you have lived. You never knew the world before the Wasteland, but the elders talked about giant towers of steel, working cars, green lands, and clear skies. Also they said that most of you didn't exist, as in, no bandits, crows, buffgators, nerds, those creepy crystal spiders, dogs, Dogs, DOGS OH PLEASE THE DOGS!!
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Excuse me for that, anyways, that's life here in the Wastelands, every day a struggle for survival, every day a new fool goes in search of the Nuclear Throne... or at least that was the case until a group of mutants managed to actually find the Throne. Who would've though that thing was real, and dangerous apparenty since everyone says they destroyed it. These mutants? You have no idea who they were, or how, it has been a while and you were never one for conflict, and they were prone to conflict, as most are in the Wastelands. They had to fight to survive, no one blames them, no one resents them. In fact, things have been quite a bit better since then, the portals have pretty much dissapeared except for the occasional one and those guys in blue no longer appear. The Bug Guys are also gone, probably that group of mutants took care of them.
They worked together, helped eacch other, protected each other, and pushed onwards, never leaving one behind. They were a family, a concept you had no idea about but made you feel nostalgic for some reason. You have no idea what nostalgic means either though, just that you kind of thing it may be nice to have something like that, whatever it is.
Anyways, these mutants left after disposing of the throne, folks say that they kept walking, searching for new lands. By the by, this isn't their story, this is YOUR story, a story of survival, as every story is in the Wastelands.
Now, before we begin, what gender are you young one?
[] Boy
[] Girl
And what exactly are you?
[] Bandit: A little bandit, too young to take part of any battle or scavenging hunt like the others. You never liked the loud sounds of the guns and so usually stayed away from the rest. When Big Bandit fell you didn't jumped to the occasion like the rest, you just stayed there, far away and safe. Now you may be small and inexperienced, but you have one thing in your favor, and that is that you're so weak no one really pays attention to you. So, since no one sees you as a threat and neither as worthy piece of food, problem has been just food and drinks. (Inexperienced, another one of the crowd, little naive which makes it easy to approach others , be it good or bad idea. You have a gun too, but you have no idea how that works. You just picked that up after one of the mutants replaced it with something better).
[] Crow: A junkyard crow, your white mask is a clear giveaway. Despite being young you have experience with a gun, although not that great at it since everytime problem appeared, like the family of mutants, you simply flew away and hid in a corner until they were gone. You are good at waiting, and staying away, which makes it easy to learn about the current events and who the new big players are. Speaking of which, Big Dog's fall has made the junkyard more dangerous, with new faces claiming the place for themselves. How will you survive this, little bird? (Young, has an idea of how to use a gun, can move away from danger if needed, cannot really be told appart from the other crows).
[] Nerd/Scientist: You are one of the scientist that resides on the labs, doing your experiments like the rest of the guys in the coats. Unlike them though, you prefered doing your stuff at peace, away from all the noise. Like the others you can make fish stuff out of the bodies of the ones that are killed, but you never liked the smell, instead tried to do other things with your knowledge and found out that, when you apply your healing techniques on someone alive, they get better. Who knew! That's an amazing discovery! Now imagine your surprise when, as you were all giddy going to tell the older ones about what you found, you found out that the whole place was a mess. Not only that, the Technomancer was dead, you think, not sure. Can never tell with them. Also a sudden portal appeared near you, not enough to drag you in, but close enough to catch your attention. You only have your wrench and your ideas to work, but, this culd be the chance for an adventure... (Smart, can work on weapons, squishy, chump, can heal themselves or others if necessary, though the heal hasn't been perfected).
Well sup everyone, this is an idea I've had in mind for a bit and thought that it would be nice to have a Nuclear Throne quest and see how it goes. Now if you haven't played Nuclear Throne I recommend you to do so since it is a good game and it's not that exensive, also you can simply watch youtube videos if you need.
Goal of this quest? Survival. How? Your problem. Fight, run, make friends, whatever you think may work just choose. Also given the nature of just how much the game throws at you there's gonna be a lot of dice, but also I need another vote
[] Plan in case of hostiles (Write in)
To make things clear, everything's out to get you, everything. Chance of encountering someone friendly are minimal, so please make a basic plan that you'll follow in case of trouble. Take in mind the idea that they'll shoot on sight. Mess ups are okay, you'll lose a bunch maybe, but it's not much of a setback, just a day.
A bit about that, not every update will be a day, so keep in mind that if you mess up near the end of the day, it can cost you lot, like losing a really good run due to a lucky bandit sniper shot.
I just thought this would be fun and I need something to remind me to write this and my other quest, which is still a thing and I ain't gonnna drop or anything. Just, that quest is fluff, this one can be fluff too, but is more likely to end in big explosions.
Anyways, hope this goes well and remember, always wear dry socks.