Unbreakable Patches
parry kong
The elders of your village speak long tales of a time long past, where metal chariots would carry people for miles upon miles and robots would keep houses clean and free of pests. They say that one day the leaders of this inspiring world grew tired of the others, and wished to wipe the slate clean and take over. Little did they know that with this new turn of events they would set in motion a steep decline back into the primal stages of humanity.
The Nuclear Bomb, they called it. A device capable of leveling a city in one swift blow, dropped from the heavens to exterminate all life below. They say that each nation had hundreds of these devastating weapons of mass destruction, and when all hell broke loose they were fired on each other, ensuring mutual destruction on all fronts. Needless to say, after this terrible war life on Earth was crippled and left to rot in the desolate, irradiated wastes.
In the scarier tales, they speak of what lies beyond the village. Infinite wasteland stocked plentifully with hazardous and predatory new wildlife, risen anew from the rapid and random radiation-induced evolution. Though they dare not speak of what is left of the world before, for every now and then, history comes back to tear at your flesh.
But we may not huddle inside our houses any longer. A great famine is upon us, and it is up to the youth of our village to go out into the nightmarish landscape and find salvation for their race, or death for all of us is assured. The wasteland may be fierce, but I believe that they are fiercer. They must be, or we are doomed.
That was the last words your parents told you as the customs of your village were set into motion. On your eighteenth year you were to leave the village and find your own way in the wasteland, alongside your friends. After all, you have grown up with these people in your small, remote village. Though even with company you can’t shake the feeling that someone, or something, is watching you…
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Welcome to the (nuclear) Winter Wonderland, where survival is scarce and resources scarcer. You will be playing the “youth” of your village, tasked with the annual coming of age ritual of finding your own house outside of the village. You all have been provided sufficient food but if you do not find more you will run out eventually. However, in your travels you come across the desolate remains of civilization battling each other for the scraps left behind by the old world. This quickly snowballs into an all-out war between the remaining factions of the old world and the new ones forged in blood, sweat and more blood, and it is up to your party to find truth and bring salvation to not only each other but your entire race.
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Welcome to the (nuclear) Winter Wonderland, where survival is scarce and resources scarcer. You will be playing the “youth” of your village, tasked with the annual coming of age ritual of finding your own house outside of the village. You all have been provided sufficient food but if you do not find more you will run out eventually. However, in your travels you come across the desolate remains of civilization battling each other for the scraps left behind by the old world. This quickly snowballs into an all-out war between the remaining factions of the old world and the new ones forged in blood, sweat and more blood, and it is up to your party to find truth and bring salvation to not only each other but your entire race.
