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Tales of a Wastelander | Issue #1

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I've always wanted to write a series of some sort! Figure my real story could be something that could work... Where to start? I guess usually you'd start at the beginning but that's not the interesting part of my story. We'll start when I was twenty years old to be exact we'll start about two weeks ago...

 

Intro

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Late night whiskey

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Reavy sat by the window for hours without a single move, only half empty bottle of whiskey making her company as she watched the street in night's silence while thoughts slowly flowed through her mind...

 


 

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Dead

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Can I take it,

That you don't need my help,

And I am finally absolved of value...

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The Barret legacy

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Three nights ago

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THE SPIN

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 Gatherin here tell us eyes closed weve gathered all round u Noth teacher.Where r we noth? We  are into the blow like ... Snow Killing hell ... no never ? in spot. Exact ! Anomalties ,Veronica on a swing.Where every where is ever u were?Where ever shes ever been?  .. Thats where were headin. Om.  In the mirror. Pass that spot... Clarrissaa!  I hear.  Oh hersMoans,  myby not pass through her yet  into U;  i see the stairs go up and go down  no sea  Veronica taps in thru telepathy  and yes more yeah i think so .

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Back in Business...Sort Of

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Eric opened the door to the hardened shack on the ourskirts of Embry Crossroads, greeted by the light blast of air from an oscillating fan. "Hello, Sid." He said, smirking at the heavyset balding fifty-something in a dirty tropical shirt and rugged cargo vest behind a chainlinked booth. "Hope I ain't interrupting or anything." Eric said. The man turned around in the ragged office chair he sat in, chewing on a piece of coyote steak. Sid raised an eyebrow before turning around to grab his plate, then set it on the ledge of the booth. "Alright, boy.

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Sanity is for the weak

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Hope Springs, a few days ago.


"Traitor. You make me ashamed... "

I look down and pretend not to hear him.

"Look at you, you do not look like anything..."

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Moaning

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"My hand is the extension of the thinking process - the creative process."


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gorilla /frosty frosty/ gorilla

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10:42 PM 2/2/2015 I ,mine, almost []][ru] are you  getting there yet ?  Tis Mostlys time , quite  yes .....shes enigma U lust so .... before dawns Light..SHES FADES already Blayze so lot of em like that [ oc ]....> JOY   think dave  murdered? JOY, giver of,  ........the clone subconscious lover of,,,,,,,,,,,,,  every u hate U noth  NOW      So much yes.now too, MYBE UR PAINTING ,other world  otherdave? " U MAY WANT TO BUT U CANT" see   ...?I no more.  No moreME imagine me  like,. before    lol spin u like before?

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The Works

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1 hour.....1 day......2 days.....

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Unwelcome visitors - part 3

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Unwelcome visitors - part 2

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“What? Are you playing tricks?” Veronica asked dubiously at the closed door. No answer. “Are you there?”
Her hand moved towards the doorknob, but stopped as Spot appeared on the balcony on the other building, clearly he was not the one closing the door.
“Hey. Hurry up!” He looked up at the sky, light quickly fading, darkness descending. “Oh shit... the sun is gettin down.”

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Unwelcome visitors - part 1

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Subdane stood on the balcony of his home. Not caring it was rusting away, and might buckle under too much strain. Thinking very hard sometimes made things happen around him. It made things – real things – move or go away, and he saw things that weren’t there. Like the two figures furtively making their way across the street, heading towards the house, one of them carrying a pitchfork.

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Meeting the Mayor of Hope Springs

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Charlotte sauntered through Hope Springs. The Franklin Rider staffing the office had offered her a reward for the letters as well for the information about the murder and theft on the Rider. She had used that reward to buy herself the first dress she had ever owned, she only had one thing in mind when she bought that dress, and it had worked perfectly.

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Bald Damsel

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a year has passed in the Canyon...

I hold a hatchet in my hand. It is bent and dull from overuse, sticky with blood and dirt and hair an' shit. Night air is thick with sparks and floating ash. The stench is terrible. Devil's Own camp is burning around me and the fires warm my heart. I grin and crack a joke. Something about Devils and hellfire. Not really funny. So me.

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A routine checkup

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Changing is what people do when they have no other choice.

Charlotte had her hands in her pockets. She walked across the asphalt of the main road leading south from Hope Springs. As she approached the low concrete building, she glanced back at her newly repaired bike before heading into the bunker.  

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Best before.

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I'll have to do baby steps with her:

Day 1: Establish eye contact once more

Day 2: Exchange a few words and start talking to her again

Day 3: Stab her to death in self defense

 

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Walking the cornfields

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Charlotte walked into relative coolness of one the buildings in Hope Springs, as she passed the house, the sun once more beat down on her. The burning rays of the endless summer.
She debated to herself, as she walked, whether to continue to walk among the houses of Hope Springs or head towards the fields on the outskirts of town. Once she had lived a town much like this, she had been a part of a home, a family. She had tried very hard to be normal, to fit in as a normal resident.

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Don't go chasing shadows - Part three

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Spot stood in darkness, sure that the confusion originated from the little creature, glad to finally corner it. There was a clicking sound of thick sharp nails moving across the floorboards, he realized that something big moved around in the room with him. He found himself chuckling madly in ecstasy.

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Don't go chasing shadows - Part two

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A feeling inside of Spot told him the world suddenly became deserted…dead. It was more feeling than seeing. Some essential difference that danced just beyond his grasp, like the perfume of a certain someone. It danced just beyond his reach.
“Ddddddd... you ... are... not.. gonna.. trick.. me...” Spot said, ignoring the wrongness of the world.
The world had become awfully still, and yet he didn’t notice until he heard a sound.

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Don't go chasing shadows - Part one

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Subdane was staring at the pond, reliving old memories. When the memories of a life that no longer existed faded, leaving him once more in the shadow world, he turned to the little grey creature. “Where are we?” He asked.

Wont let you down..

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Perpetuating Hate

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Several weeks ago, Ardenn sat at Hyle's party and watched a well known man approached two women he knew better than most, met with scorn despite being friendly. A few days ago, he spoke to a Sheriff and got a lead on a young man posing as a lady who'd resulted in the death of a tribesman. Yesterday he held the collar of a man he wasnt sure he deserved to ever know, parted on bad terms.

- One week ago... -

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Letting it go

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New Flagstaff, early in the morning

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glytch/ glitch in the grind

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10:13 AM 2/21/2015 ....'' oh ''  [oc]<     Into the dark, wild forest of your fear, you will find the sweet light of your freedom"~  Om..........   ole  Into the dark,wild  Clarrissa where r we dave?    in the mirror  not      what would happen noth veronica again? Dream ole  Suzi  blayzes  .  wait Noth  if u were to not;kill  kILLjoyJoe   Clarrissa where r we     answers Dave questions with another         what would happen nothing not ?

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A ghostly visit to the clinic

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The temptation was simply too much. So, he followed her around.
For so long he had been alone. There was no one to talk to, no one to interact with, if you could call it that.
The horror the woman had felt was clear to Subdane, and yet he could not help but to stalk her.
Clouds obscured the moon, little light was inside the clinic, but light and shadows were different in his world.

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A forced and unwelcom introduction

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To be in such a place was a terrible threshold to stand on. Continue an eternity as a tormented ghost or reach out and become a part of the living? How wrong, scary or even evil it would seem.


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Little Girl Lost- Bumps in the road

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The waif was cranky to the point even her sister avoided her.

She sat on the roof of the back porch in a preditory reaver vulcher-like perch normally reserved for hunting.. but instead the girl stared off at the distance.

The entire world seemed upside down to her.. all that was comfortable wasnt .. and visa versa.

She wanted to curl up on someones lap and rip their throats out at the same time.. as if somehow caught between the violent shapeshifting of wereolves.. after eons still hushed stories in the dark.

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Another rising sun

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Kaibab Forest, somewhere around Trader's Flat

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The outpost

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Charlotte halted the bike. An ant head, several legs and antennas dangled from the side of her bike. She collected the trophies thinking she was some kind of hunter. She had no idea what to do with the parts, but she imagined that was what a great hunter or perhaps even a warrior would do.

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