The Couch Campaign continues!
Jordan and I are pushing further in our play of the tragically existent Fallout: Brotherhood of Steel. The mayor of Carbon, Texas is sending us down to the bottom of a crater where he swears the people we're looking for have gone to, and I'm inclined to trust a man whose face is made of latex. Plus, a bawdily explained subquest, tons of radscorpions and discussion about romantic comedies! If you figure out how all of those fit together, please let me know.
Now, it may come as no surprise to discover that the mayor of Carbon is kind of a dick and, if you've been paying any attention up to this point, even less that we're going to now have to walk all the way back out of the crater. At least homophobia is still alive in the wasteland, and we discover a better game to play with the raiders and the brahmin. I hope you like screen shake!