Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-7262318-20170127014641

~ Queen Anne's Hill ~

"This place is a piece of shit," Rick complained, wiping some much off the end of his boot.

"Everywhere's a piece'a shit, Rick," Duncan reminded him.

"Yeah, but some places are better pieces of shit than others. This one's an Atomic Shithole."

Rick Deere and Duncan Graham walked down the middle of the steet, looking on at all the empty houses and the broken lamplights and discarded cigarettes that littered the streets. They saw the rats feasting on the dead corpses of a Brahmin. "Bet this place was real nice before everythin' went to shite..." Duncan murmured.

"Nah, Seattle's always sucked," Rick said. "Nothing good about this place. The only thing they had was a giant ass needle. And they only built it because they realize they sucked, so they needed something to show that they didn't suck."

"I doun't think they built that big thing to show that their city didn' suck..." Duncan looked over at another empty house. There seemed to be a dead raider leaning out of the doorway. "Probably jus'a tourist attraction or sumthin'..."

"Who cares, it's empty now. Only thing it's good for is looking stupid."

"I guess..."