Friday, December 21, 2018

Chapter Twenty Five - Surviving the Hellscape

It was a hellish landscape that presented itself after the war. Sunset Valley had certainly taken the worst of what nuclear annihilation had to offer. And those left alive in the bunker certainly had their work cut out for them. Radiation storms and periodic cloudy skies that were filled with soot, dust and radiation which turned the sky a sickly greenish brown and the radiation meters went crazy with the readings. It was during those times that the bunker occupants were glad that they weren't topside.

Andrew and Amanda were both toddlers now and they learned to eat in the highchairs provided to them. Most of the generation who saw the world end were going to end up in the bunker for the foreseeable future and that was what the second generation were going to end up having to do as well. The radiation storms had made living topside a perilous venture and no-one could predict when the next radiation storm would hit. So the better part of valor was to stay underground.

There were many things to do within the bunker; leisure activities like playing games and performing music. Haruo being a Level 8 in Piano often took to the keyboard just so that he could take his mind off the traumatic events that had happened.

...and topside, the rad-counts continued to soar.

It was at these times that Haruo elected to not even let the plumbots go topside. He sent up the drone which had a set path and waypoints selected, including off-shore. Considering this bunker was a military-grade bunker, they had a signal booster so that they wouldn't lose control of the drone. Of course the radiation interference was such that the signal wavered in power in atmosphere and periodically the video feed from the drone would cut out, but they still managed to get footage of what the situation was like top-side.

Considering that the majority of them had managed to make their Bottled Curse of the Lycan, they had all managed to become weres; which meant that at the dinner table, table manners were not in evidence. In fact, they ate like wolves; hindquarters balanced on the back of the chair and crouched on top of it, lapping the food up as if they were famished lupines - which in a sense they were.

...and of course the occasional rolling dogfights would occur between two weres, which didn't usually end up in hurt feelings. In fact most of them got a charge out of it.

Phil decided that he was going to sniff Noel, who just laughed it off in any case. Besides even if he was a were, he knew that his friend didn't mean any harm by it. Phil also tried it at his girlfriend, Bebe, and got castigated for it.

...and of course, River and Haruo couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Who'da guessed?

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