Aug 25, 2014
Unforgettable (A rp between steel-fist-courier and wantingdresses)
The man wandered the roads of the Mohave wasteland, the sun was shining brightly today. The courier had just been shot in the head 49 hours before. He was on his way to the strip, although, he saw not that much of a point, he felt a little tired from the heat. Luckily, he stumbled upon the 188'. He spotted some green benches there, he took a seat to catch his breath and cool off. As he sat, he felt like his mind was drifting into darkness, he had nothing, he saw no reason to get up. He turned his head and saw a woman in brown robes...