Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160601204413/@comment-25828117-20160613221232

The wastelanders walked through the park, now devoid of any life and energy. All the lights were out. Robots were strewn across the boulevards and pathways, the fences around the place were no longer electrified... Back to 'normal' it seemed.

The RobCo pavilion was a bit north-east-a-ways from where they were now. All opposition was gone naturally. After a few days of being hunted, now it was their turn.

Doris looked into the distance, to the west at New York City as they walked. She could be heard mumbling something to herself.

"... I still don't get how..."