Flames of Revolt

Matchbook II

I was able to trade a favor to Clip for a handful of bullets. I figure there’s enough to amp up a few new toys.

Oh FUCK! Timing like this has to be some kind of P.L.O.T. device. We just got to this Podunk produce stand and tanktank tanktank tanktank comes over the hill. RUN! Air support? Someone has an Eagle 5. I’m moving around to pipe bomb the treads and let someone else deal with making it stop shooting.

Damn leg! They’re totally going to beat me to the tanktank. Oh well, at least I won’t have to waste a pipe on it. WOW, sniper babe Clip took out the tanktank’s evil eye. A couple bots climbed out of the front of the tanktank. Mustache managed to stop one in its track before getting clubbed.

Some chick in coveralls sucking on a lollipop…sorry, got distracted…runs to the back of tanktank. It looks like she’s going to pull some “engineers are more important than bombers” stunt. Man, I hate when that happens. Fine. Bomb in treads it is.

Damn it AGAIN. The tanktank stopped moving. Maybe I can pop the fuse so I don’t lose the pipe. Nope. No such BOOM luck.

And all Tims gives us is a tour of Farmville and some lousy dinner. Shut the fuck up and give me more of that yummy chicken! Now, what the fuck is this blue lit black cylinder I found?

King to trade! 1 coil of cord for 1 bottle of fire water. Seriously, this shit burns! Bottle of bio diesel.

Oh sweet. We’re sharing over dinner. Pearl Necklace found the blue box and ‘Pop had another cylinder. Seems someone in the village may be the one controlling the tanktank. Or not. The one I found was the homing beacon that called the tanktank to defend the area. Tanktank found people here and did what dumb ass tanktank do, start shooting.

Spent the night building some toys using the bullets, whiskey and c4 I managed to score.

‘Pops gonna try to use the black tubes to track down whoever as it in for the town. Two miles east of A’town.

Ok, when someone puts a sniper in the tree, we’re a bit past the “can we borrow a cup of sugar?” stage. Wait, this guy was just some hunter. Oh well, he won’t need this shit any more. And here comes his hunting buddies. Yeah, they probably didn’t wake up this morning thinking they should have stayed home.



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