I had to eat a mutant ratman to survive, and drank a bottle of coca cola that expired 10 years ago. My stomach doesn't seem to be upset.

30 years after leaving my bunker

first contact with other people and they're still telling me to yiff in hell

I was wandering in the wastes when I stumbled upon a group of Deathclaws.

I stopped in my tracks and pulled out my Gauss Rifle to get a good shot on them from a distance. As I look into the scope, the Deathclaws got flinged straight into the air so fast that it seemed impossible. I was freaked out and stood still, wondering what was going to happen next.

I then proceed forward, coming to the fact that all seems clear. While I was walking the 3 Deathclaws that flew into the air spawn behind me and begin attacking me. Bricks were shat that day, but I managed to kill them and safely get away.

Stop making shitty threads Isara