Some days ago a guy skinny to the bones, hair falling appart in greasy locks and pale like a corpse, showed up at the upper gates of Scrapbridge yelling something about “them hatching out of their eggs” and that “they will spred their venom across the whole Wasteland”. Now, we have plenty of crazy-ass souls showing up every now and then shouting nonsenseseses, so this particular one wouldn’t be much of a surprise wasn’t it for the fact that he
We are still going slowly to normal after that crazy crabfuck plague we suffered last year, but that’s not true everywhere. At the Klinic, where things have always gone from bad to worse amid some bit of chaos, now they are just gettin’ worserer. Now you have to book in advance just to show your ugly face down there. And hey, we don’t even have all that tech shit from the World of Before, so to book in advance you
Violence in Scrapbridge! Ok, fine, that’s not fresh news, that’s more a daily happening, but the actual causes are. It seems this bunch of assholes from the ‘Yes we Mutate’ movement showed up in the middle of the settlement, sat down and started singing stupid shit as a protest for the frequent happening of accidents among the workers at the Adolfo Soap Bars factory. So, with all this nonsensical ruckus they greatly offended a nice flock of V Reich fellas
Yo, yo, yo, dude, check this out. Finally people are slowly not talking about that Ratcutter human scum anymore. We all were urging for a new subject to talk about and it’s finally here. The man of the moment is DJ Mongo (we say “man” but we can’t confirm that fact, because they are always disguised with a mongolongo rubber head and we can’t rule out it’s not a stinky mutard under it). Thing is this dude, dudette, octopus or
Ricky Durango. Ricky Durango. Possibly that’s the most common name you have been hearin’ this last month. Well, at least the name of someone who’s still alive, not the name of the fuckin’ Ratcutter dude we can’t get rid of even after being cold dead. Shit, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes I even wish he was still alive. Well, to the point. Ricky Durango, the most famousest private eye. The guy who found the daughter of Urgo Bifoot after
RATCUTTER IS DEAD!!! Old Ratcutter, that mean character known to all in Scrapbdrige, disgusting as fuck and who you wanted to be better away than close, but even thou charming and an important part of our settlement… is gone. Ok, everyone expected him to die any moment due to all the shit he put into his body during his life and the unhealthy ways of life he had. But most extrange of all, he did’nt die due to an overdose,
So, we can now produdly anounce that we are the first Scrapbridge newspaper to send a permanent reporter to Wanderbury. And that’s not because the moving village crosses this stretch of land once in an agefuck, or because it’s scary as shit to hop on such a huge beast (known to its dwellers as the Walker), or because we are the only thing similar to a newspaper in all the region. It’s because we are cool as fuck and that’s
Hear this shit out! A group of survivors from the Amok attack against the Asscratch settlement say that, the mean kickass lady leading the incursion, who goes by the name Mother, wants to talk with some of the local leaders of the Scrapbridge factions. Yes, we know what you are thinking, this is somethin’ like Prometheus Part II. But this time our glorious Council of wise men and women has said, word by word, “She better go to talk to
Everyone likes going on adventure, getting strange items from the ruins of the World of Before, beating the shit out of some punks who try to steal your bullets or driving your wheels pedal to the metal through the Wasteland. But all those things that sound sooo good, actually mean hunger, privation, loss of limbs and probably an unpleasant death. Everyone likes going on adventure, getting strange items from the ruins of the World of Before, beating the shit out
