Waking up in a desert seems far better than waking up in a tube. We now are sitting in a trapped room, filled with freezing lasers.
Alright, it’s been some time after those lasers. To make it a short story, I got my arm frozen off, replaced, and got my memory back. After all that, we found Sev and her group, the hats, and were sent to a beautiful city. In it was cars, trains, and this little box they called a teevee.
We stayed in quarentine for a couple of days, before getting on a horrible train. Apparently that wasn’t the right train for us anyways. Sev saved us, we let out a monster(Darius?), and now we have to survive a new thing. Weepers attacking us now, need to use my good arm for aiming(got my shoulder impaled).
so after heading down a chute, we find ourselves in the sewers. Almost drowning seems better than falling in the shit drain. Nokmarr looking bad, but he’ll survive. Now apparently the chute is cleaning itself, so we should be fine if we can get up this ladder. Not sure if I can or not, but the nokmarr is finally awake.
Finding time to write is precious in the wastes, but we have the time now. After fighting Lilith, we met up with oldheart and went towards a rift in the wall. Inside was a mountainous terrain where we found the rest of our party. After fighting a fate, we found durhof and a watcher. now we have two things that are all powerful, and we sent xercies, now known as Darius, to attack section 32. Dyrax was sent out of this time bubble thingie to find some rope for us to get out, but we aren’t so sure that he is coming back. But lady oda has a ship we might be able to use to escape, so the team is heading up the mountain after it. And don’t even get me started on the spiders…
So oda was a fate, and we met with Leon. Apparently we are in kombustra, and it’s a garbage dump of souls and things. We are setting out on missions to bring order with a group called Mephistopheles. After going with vas and oldheart to scavenge, we found a rocket in an abandoned ruins, now we are separated from oldheart. No tanky person is bad for us, as we are weakened from running and falling. Don’t quite know what to do now… Best to just push forward