After 4 Weeks, we’re back in action!
The group continued traveling east, until we reached the coast of Florida. Here, we discovered The Cape has been left an island, and is 40km off the coast. After a short fight with one of Florida’s native beasts (the alligator-like Behemoth), we moved north, until we met a villager in a canoe. After gaining his trust, he shows you his village, where you hope to trade for a boat.
Once there, we see the villagers are very simple folk: peaceful villagers who fish for survival. Its only fitting that Dr. O. sideswipes a child and parks right in the middle of town! They don’t have a lot to offer, and after trading for herbs and the chief’s boat, we return to our vehicles. There we discover Carlos, the village protector, has stolen a wheel from Dr. O’s van!
Now, Carlos is a semi-retired wastelander. He’s seen a lot of death and dealt as much. His hut is adorned with the skulls of defeated foes. When Travis “Sharkbite” Reece knocks on the door, Carlos doesn’t answer. He’s obviously waiting in ambush. When Calamity bursts through the back door, she’s the target of Carlos’s rage. He lifts his “magical” Crescent Laser Axe and charges. Calamity and Reese beat the crap out of him, and send him crashing into his prize possession, a 2062 corvette. Carlos screams bloody murder and “orders” you to take the wheel back… We steal the wheel back and promptly discover he’s stolen Calamity’s distributor wires.
This time, Carlos attempts escape in his ‘vette, and crashes through his hut onto the mud street. To his dismay, the group shreds his wheels with gunfire, and a handling of 12 is too hard for him to control. His cherry red corvette smashes into the fish vendor’s stand, sending food and splinters everywhere. Carlos is too ashamed to even speak, and even refuses to open his eyes when you take back your property. To teach him the lesson that asking is better than taking, we leave him a set of new distributor wires fashioned by Dr O out of some scrap.
Lastly, we scout out The Cape. We drift down the coast on the chief’s house-boat, rowing because the engine hasn’t worked for at least thirty years. We lay off rowing a few miles away and let the current pull us close while we dip some fishing lines in the water for an alibi. Through binoculars we see three things.
- 1) Coalition Soldiers holding a massive space shuttle launch pad.
- 2) Wasp spirits surrounding the huge launch scaffolding.
- 3) a coalition sky cycle makes rounds every twelve hours or so to the troops.
confused and feeling out numbered we decide to follow the sky cycle when he next travels outward…