Well, as we promised in last issue, we sent a special correspondant to go talking with the captured Irradiated in the Great Rift area so we get to know a bit more about this strange, strange people. Let’s see, the thing is that they mainly like their shit to have really bombastic and flashy names. For starters, they like calling themselves the True Heirs, because they blindly believe that they are the chosen ones to inhabit Earth after it had been cleansed of all the scum that was dwelling in it (yes, that means the rest of us) by the use of the Holy Mana (what regular people would call “radiation”, I really don’t understand this liking for absurd names), but something went wrong and there are still plenty of people around alive and kicking. They say that the God they worship, which they call the Supreme Inteligence, has told them it’s time to go out into the Wasteland from the place they were hiding and end the job for good (that means eradicating all remaining life, in case you are dumb). Then he started babbling about the New Man that emerged from the Egg and a shitload of pseudo-scientific and religious parables sooo boring that you would prefer listening for hours to the fucked-up stories of the late Ratcutter without being drunk. The case is that they are some hard ass fanatics that think they have been chosen to launch a Holy Crusade against any living being they cross in their path. We are all thinking the same: what a wonderful idea to pit them against the Amok and let them both anihilate each other and the rest of us live in (relative) peace and harmony.
But as shitty as our luck can get, we will just get caught in the middle of those two factions of psycowackos and get the worst part of it. Is there any one out there thinking that living in this area near Scrpabridge is boring as fuck? Yes? Shove it up yours, buddy. Up yours