Diary of the Wastes
So I recently started a new game with the intention of keeping an in-character diary of events unfolding, since there is a lot of emergent story possibilities within Neo Scavenger. This is it so far:
Dawn, day 1
So I just woke up. I have no idea where I am. After regaining my senses and dragging myself off of the cold floor, I saw a large frozen pod, empty, and two alongside it with sleeping people in them. But my pondering was abruptly ended by the sound of something running this way. The sound of air rustling through heavy fur, and claws scraping along the hard floor grew ever louder. I only had time to assume a defensive position as the largest beast I've ever seen burst into the room. I had a brief tussle with the thing, getting a few cuts and bruises but I managed to put it down. After taking a look outside, nothing makes sense or seems familiar. There are no nearby identifiable landmarks just nature and lots of it.
The cold morning breeze between my buttocks was quick to remind me of my only clothes being this blasted hospital gown. And not far from here I can see what looks to be a settlement; maybe they have some spare clothes.
Dawn, day 1
I got a surprise upon entering this settlement, namely that it isn't a settlement. All over are thrash and broken buildings, and not a single person in sight. After wandering around for some hours I found a small, seemingly untouched, storage shed I decided to venture into. Inside I found exactly what I was looking for: warm clothes. Considering how few people I've seen so far, I better get accustomed to sorting things out on my own.
Contents of shed:
A decent pocket-knife, took it.
A rusty crowbar, took it.
A pair of boots, took them.
2 pairs of jeans, t-shirts and hoodies, took one set.
A storage box with old bottles and plastic wrap, left it.
A bullet of unknown type, took it, just in case.
After suiting up, putting the pocket knife in my pocket and grabbing the crowbar I took another look at the contents. I decided to tear up the remaining clothes and tie them into a rough rope. I went back to what turned out to be a Cryo Facility figuring I'd at the very least butcher the corpse and bring what I could.
Day, day 1
The butchering were long and hard work, but I managed to fashion a nice fur coat out of the thing. And now I have more than plenty slabs of meat. I took to the nearby forest in search of wood, that I might cook this meat before it got spoiled. Wood was aplenty and quickly I got a campfire lit, the smell of roasted meat rose through the forest and I ate like a king, with plenty to spare. With the sun properly raised I could now see my surroundings more clearly, and more importantly what seemed to be a human silhouette in the distance.
A large scruffy fellow approached me as I looked warily at him. Seeing a certain greedy look in his eyes I rose up and yelled at him, crowbar in hand. He stalked off again. It weren't what I had expected for my first reencounter with humanity, but there must be people like me around here as well.
Day, day 1
Knowing I was on his, and potentially his mates' radar, I decided to quench my campfire and move on my way through the forest. On the eastern end of the forest was a grassy ridge. I climbed up to get a look of my surroundings:
In front of me was a wealth of grass, with a few humanoid silhouettes prowling about here and there. To my left, deeper inside the forest, I could spot a shack tucked away between the trees. And beyond the plains were another small collection of buildings. For now I will return to the woods and make my way towards the shack, potential threats should be easier to loose in the woods, and I'd prefer not drawing too much attention just yet.
Day, day 1
It turns out my instincts were right, inside the woods I spot the fellow from earlier as well as two of his pals. Unfortunately they all spot me too, and I could see at least one gleaming blade amongst them.
I decide to leg it. After running for several minutes I had lost two of them, with one still in pursuit. I unfortunately got backed into a corner, but the fool giving chase fell flat on his arse, realising his vulnerability and lack of reinforcement he scampered to his feet and fled the moment I took a determined step towards him.
I spend a little time trying to get my bearings, where in the forest was I? And in which direction were the shed, the plains or the cryo facility?
Day, day 1
I did manage to find my way, and spot the shed after some wandering about. But the shed turned out to be locked. While I could try to get inside subtly, I found the crowbar to be a much more welcome solution.
It looked like it is a storage shed for some long gone camping site. There were a lot of spare clothes, a decent lighter and a wrench lying about. Only the lighter seemed like a welcome item right now.
Unfortunately I could hear footsteps outside. It was two of my previous pursuers. I met them with my gaze, both of them laughing over-comfortably between shouting obscenities at me.
I snapped, in a mix of exhaustion and frustration of being hunted like an animal, instincts set in. I swung out with my crowbar and struck true on the one with the knife. The utter coward, the other one were, turned tail yet again.
I... I murdered him. He tried to kill me, but I murdered him. And now I stand here in the forest like some sort of blood-covered crowbar-wielding psychopath. He actually never had a chance, I was both larger and stronger than him, but I just beat him to a pulp. What sort of world is it I have woken up to, where grown men just kill each other over a few clothes?
Day, day 1
Being fed up and weary I decided to get as much distance between myself and the shack in the forest as possible. I ran and I ran, north-east I think, until I was far enough away to not blood-choked gurgle and cracks of bone. I found an old bungalow, except from dust and an old backpack it was empty.
I decided to eat my final ration of who-knows-what-meat, and settle down for now. I gathered some wood, and managed to cut out a decent spear from it. On top of that I got a small animal trap prepared for later.
I took a small nap and woke in the setting sun.
Dusk, day 1
I walked along the forest trail to a small suburban town, in an attempt to find whatever possible aid I decide to break open a home. The crack echoed through the little town, but only the local birds seem to notice.
2 sets of clothing, none of it needed.
a crowbar, already got one
a pocket knife, already got one
a medicinal cabinet, unfortunately emptied out
4 empty plastic bottles with caps, brought them along
a pair of working binoculars, brought along
And something else, a newspaper... I flicked through the pages in search of something readable. Only thing I found was an article praising the field of nano-machines, apparently the first artificial cells have been created and plenty more should be on the way, unfortunately there is no date. All in all it was a rather useless bit of trivia considering my current situation.
Dusk, day 1
I made it through town in search of other potentially useful caches of supplies; my road got passed by another scrawny almost feral fellow. But he decided to dart out of my way.
I found an old and battered store, most of it ruins and graffiti tags. As I dug through the piles of rock and glass I managed to find another newspaper. Apparently something has caused the death of huge numbers of fish in the Arkansas River, and apparently this has happened before too.
As I read through the article, I get a clenching sensation and a feeling of powerlessness dawns on me. How do I know I am not in Arkansas? How do I know whatever disease in the water isn't there anymore? How do I know it hasn't spread? I could be anywhere in the world.
Night, day 1
I emerge from the cakes of dirt and scrap into the cool evening air. And I see it, off in the distance; roughly to the east of my current position is a light! An unmistakable glow rises in the horizon, and all of this is well after the setting of the sun. Could it be a city... civilization? It’s a cause, a flicker of hope in all of this. Whether dead or alive, it’s still as good a goal as any!