Interlude #1: Chad’s Tale
APALAPACHIAPET, Day 1: Totally hungover kid.
…how do I record with this fistcuff dude? Is this thing working? Okay…sick. I AM OUTTA HERE! Overseer was droning on an on last night about rebuilding or some sheet. First thing I’m going to do? NUKES GUY! Everyone’s house just after they finish building it.
We raged last night. Necked with Monica and crashed. Wake and baked with Mark late this AM, then we stole a bunch of junk from that Simon Kid’s room and busted out.
Saw a few losers from the Vault trying to check out some ammo boxes and the stank corpse of some respander chic. Shoved past them, looted it all dude and headed for the hills.
So far so lame. Found some wrecked cabins. Crashing here the night. Some chick is screaming out there.
…I think this place is haunted kid.
APPLEACHIA, Day 2: Sun and stuff.
Found a town this AM. Stabbed some cows and learned how to make some jerkoff jerky. Found a cool combat knife…spent a few hours stabbing newbs. Need to find a spot to setup my pad. Headed up to this lighthouse and killed a bunch of these weird ass toads. Had this green juice that glowed…drank some of that and tripped out for a while. My fistcuff was screaming that I should light the lamp or something and chant some ritual. Drank all the glowing stuff…so I just puked into the lamp and lit it up. Sang Tits Out For The Boys.
Bruh, that Mothshamen showed up and blew my fucking mind. I was so aggressive and just on that survival trip and brother just sat me down and sang No Moleman No Cry. I inhaled his pure vapors and bruh, I am Woke as FUK!