The Wastes: The Handbook (Entry 1)
It takes place in the same universe as my wasteland series where i will give you some insight into the burned.
Mojave Redemption - Part 14
He explained how he prepared to head to new vegas and his journey through the wasteland, his capture by the humans of the fort and meeting joshua and the other captive morphs.
Mojave Redemption - Part 5
Jacob woke with a start, the air raid siren outside the Vault from his childhood ringing in his ears once again. He reached for the pistol on his chest instinctively and panicked when he found the comfortable weight missing. He opened his eyes to find...
Fallout: Deathclaw Problems
I had never been there before, but had seen many outposts just like it, clinging for life at the edges of the wasteland.
aslysum.
All alone with my house while the world turns into a wasteland. the once green trees fade to black as my skin fades and my bones decorate the house. someday, somewhere i will be remembered as my bones are in the chair.
Love Me As Though There Were No Tomorrow (Chapter 4)
She finally asks \>you nod \>"just use that fear, it's fight or die out here in the wasteland.
Don't Sell to Product
Stepping out into the wasteland, he stared down at his little village resting underneath the hill his office was situated.
The Bunker: Reprogramming
Mephia shaded her eyes as she stared out towards the horizon. The sun was high, and brilliant light bounced off a series of sand dunes in the distance. With a squint, she could see waves of heat slowly rising, distorting everything beyond a few miles...
The Zoo - Polar Bear
It was still dark out, as it had been for many days on end; it was a rare sight when the sunlight actually fell upon the frozen wasteland that he called home.
Sweet Home Chicago
. ^_^ link to seraphon's creator: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/mattypup/ sweet home chicago seraphon © hive mind fury story © searska greyraven the desert looked like an empty wasteland to all but the keenest of eyes.
Moonlight in Vermont (Prologue)
Fallout fanfiction following the travels of a wasteland doctor whose plans are cut short as a series of mysteriously-behaving storms begin to ravage the north eastern seaboard.
The Pride Lands
Snarling jaws latched on to him, tugging at his clothes as other male cats raked their claws through his various layers of fabric, all stained brown by the wastelands.