Radio “Voice of the Wasteland”
Hello there, survivors! “Voice of the Wasteland” is here once again — the only radio in the Valley that your old receivers can tune into. Today, the wisest of the wisest will talk to you about various topics — Brother Porcupine. And the craziest of the craziest — Valla.
The introductions are over (though maybe Valla will do something, let's see). So let's get started!
In today's edition:
- Ravens have really pushed the Knechte. Is that… A CROSSBOW?
- Wasteland stories from our wonderful listeners!
You know, when I want some game, I go shoot a crossbow at the geese. Or use a drone as a camera to make artsy movies, but that's not the point. But this time the birds themselves go hunting. Look, sister fox, what a crossbow!! I've hunted birds so many times, I'm scared and wondering — is its owner after my heart?
- The Raven will pass through the Wasteland like an arrow. To collect the tribute and cover everyone with its wing.
Well, covering means taking care. And maybe the tribute is like two cookies? We'll believe in the best. But I can hardly believe it, to be honest. All right, let's hear the good news now.
So, ladies and gentlemen. We are having a gig tonight. Workers sent news from the fields, so we are happy to read them live! Well, when I say “we”, I mean I'll work the whole thing alone again.
First story. Get ready to listen, boys. Let me just clear my throat.
Got lucky today, I rode the Wasteland and lived to tell the tale… I felt like luck smiled at me and went straight to the market. When I got there, I thought, why not buy a paint container? I was hoping to grab some checkers paint so I could resell it to someone else. I came in and I was surprised — so much loot! Musical instruments and tools, all kinds of weird stuff and weapons. But then I saw the handsome Spectre-2!
Well, now I had to find some paint for resale. The plan is simple, sell the paint and buy the Spectre. I found a box in my adventures, but here's the problem — another fella stood by the trader. Didn't like him at all! Clearly a reseller. The bastard kept raising and raising. Well, I finally bought this paint, but it cost me a fortune. So, I was angry, smoke coming from my ears. Took it and decorated the fella from head to toe. And I put the box on top of him, right. Fortunately, I found the checkers paint, so it ended well. But then I went ahead, to new adventures!
Did you hear me change my voice? You can't drink talent away, guys! Well, let's get to the second one!
A spearman and a soldier, very big and tough, called Vesuvius, once met in the Wasteland. Instead of fighting they went and got along.
Vesuvius said: “Come with us! ”
Brother spearman answered: “Why not! Let us kindle a fire in the Wasteland!”.
And they rode their hovers through the mountains and the fields. With their loyal combat friend Misty. It wasn't life, it was pure magic!
And what catapults they've got, look! And they continue to improve their contraptions. They're building something big with Comrade Hammer.
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Today it's all the news that we managed to find out, brothers and sisters!