After swilling down more than a few beers at the Crater, I decided to get on my Runner and head off for some action. As I hopped on my Runner I hazily recall hearing a patron say something to me as I sped off into the wasteland.
A few seconds later I was racing along boosting over ridges and grabbing some air. Then all of a sudden, as I came around a blind turn…BLAM!!! Smack into a Hellbug.
This one looked different than any I had seen before. It had blueish claws.
Quick draw on my weapon of choice and I was unloading hot lead into the beast as I slowly backed off putting some distance between me and the vile thing. Then it happened! I was hit with some kind of electrical shock that took my shields down to nothing! Damn! I think I said. Next, I was hit from behind by another strange looking Hellbug. This one had a yellowish tinted claws.
Wasn’t long before I was overwhelmed and down. In my bloody haze I heard that patron at the Crater say something to me again. What was it??? Oh, well all was not lost. As luck would have it, a couple fellow Arck Hunters were passing by and revived me and we three began a devastating sweep of clearing out the nasties.
After we had mopped up the mess and said” You’re a fine Shooter!” to each other it hit me:
I finaly recalled what the old drunk at the Crater said as I sped off:
“Be careful out there, Mate. It’s Hellbug Season!”
Thanks Trion for a cool game.
Wess Allbright
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Originally Posted by RoDi 117
