[NPC Announcement-ish...]

[tkbaha]

⨷[TALK]
[A hiss of static opens the communique followed by an lengthy pause. TK clears his throat;]

Now that that guy got word back to the Oasis Station, I got weather and stuff back up. Guess that means I can start tellin' ya what's goin' on. Y'all get to hear my lovely voice every day at noon tellin' ya what's what about weather and the like. Heheehee!

So, without further ado; We got cloudy skies with a chance of scattered showers. Infected sightings are kinda, really low. Dunno what that's about. But we got Bandits on the horizon! Lots've'um. Keep them hatches to the sub-city locked tight if ya know what's good for ya.

Oh! And if ya need anything from home, I got a requesitions form ya'll can fill out and I'll see what the station feels like sendin' down for ya.

Happy huntin', folks! TK out!

[OOC: TK will reply to any questions you have for him to the best of his abilities. If you have an OOC question, simply ask under the OOC Questions thread below. The Weather will be updated weekly, off to the top-left of the screen on the Network Page and the Logs Page. Items requested will be dropped off on Thursdays with a Drop Ship. Remember, you won't always get what you ask for, but you'll get something.]

Comments

[strangelic]

Which must mean that you consider us to be lacking in intelligence ourselves. Would we be safer in the desert?

[tkbaha]

Heeheehee! Guess I did kinda put it that way, didn't I? Didn't mean nothin' by it. You lot, you got skills. Like them Vault Hunters. This ain't nothin' ya can't handle.

The desert though, that's suicide. You got safety here. Just gotta defend it. Think of the infected like big, gross, rabid guard dogs. The walls keep the infected out and the infected keep the bandits out. Mostly.

[strangelic]

And if we killed all the infected in the forest, then we would only find ourselves at the mercy of something else?

What are vault hunters?

[tkbaha]

Never thought about it like that. But that's not likely ta happen any time soon. It's quiet right now. Ever wonder where them bitey things get off to? Ain't like they burrowed inta skag holes or somethin', right? Hehee! They're comin' from somewhere. They just like it here 'cause there's food. S'long as there's food, they'll keep comin'. Like corpse eaters ta a corpse.

Vault Hunters? They hunt the Vault. Ain't never heard of 'em? Rumours 'bout this Vault got out that it's fulla treasure. So hunters from all over flocked ta Pandora hopin' ta get a piece of the action. Ain't never heard no one findin' it though. If they did, they didn't tell.

[strangelic]

What good would treasure even be, in a place like this? There surely isn't any currency but that of survival.

[ This world is strange, and Castiel doesn't think much of the creatures in it, but hey--at least they're not Leviathan. Everything here has to eat you one bite at a time, rather than in one go. ]

But you're right. They must come from somewhere, and perhaps we can eliminate them at the source. You've been most helpful.

[tkbaha]

Ain't none here, nope. Survival. Trade. But no money I've seen. Heehee. That's funny if ya knew... anyway, maybe it's about fame. There was a Vault Hunter here a while back. She's not here no more 's far as I can tell.

[Let's not jinx ourselves, Castiel.]

Sounds like a good plan if I ever heard one. I do what I can. Ain't much, but if ya need anything, you know where ta find me. Take care now, ya hear?