Hey everyone! I am the friend of @Garg, and am very interested in joining this game. I know I’m probably too late for Mission #1, but that’s fine, I’ll jump in at #2. What does the group need? A mule? Scout?
Thanks for the opportunity, I’m excited about this.
Wiz
There are a lot of Scouts and Mechanics, but fewer Mules and Escorts. You can be whatever you want, but I think that the game will be more fun for everybody if the roles are more balanced.
Name - Fink
Make - Decrepit 1927 Ford Model T Coupe
Class - Escort
Hey, look. I was born ugly, man. Like, real ugly, right? Some cats think it was from the fallout, others assume I got mauled during The Great Cannibal-Zombie War. I can’t be bothered to correct them.
Back in the day I would hang with a gang of gearheads and drag racers out on Sandworm Flats. I was a kind of mascot, can you dig it? The gang was nearly finished fixing up an old beater, a rundown 1927 T- Model. They lost interest, dragged it behind the woodshed, and put two bullets in the hood. The gang left, and I stayed behind. Other cars purred or rumbled; this ride shrieked. Some kustoms were candy-coated dreams; the flames on this jalopy were painted in primer. I was in love.
Today, we soar over the irradiated dunes without a care in the world, tongue flying over my shoulder, pedal to the metal, like something that dragged itself from the Black Lagoon. I get in more crack-ups than anyone you’ll ever know, but it never shows. How could it with a busted mug like this?
In a world where everyone is racing to scrape the bottom of the barrel, we’re already the belles of the ball, baby.
Yeah. My computer crashed last night, and I felt bad for not contributing, so I spent the evening thinking up a story and whipping up a sketch instead to make up for it. I might take another pass at it sometime when I’m not slumber stoned.