
By: Matthew Brandes


  I chuckled softly to myself while bedding down for the night after
 a long day of Oracle hunting.
 A few days prior I decided to change all my base codes.  I thought
 I might add a little spice, besides, they were depending on me too
 much.  They needed to learn and build their own.  They kept bragging
 about all the crystals they had looted.

 I was not prepared for the outcome of my actions.  I had approx. 10
 bases on all levels of the Wastelands.  I guess they depended on them
 a little too much.  A cry was heard from almost all the Warriors
 throughout the lands.  "Commander, WHY have you done such a thing?!"
 They cries fell on deaf ears.

 And yet there was even a louder cry from a young warrior who thought
 injustice had been done.  Having never blown up a base myself I thought
 I my give my hand a try.  I easily blew up The Mushroom Cloud and Lo
 and Behold the owner slept inside.  Being a partial psyhic I knew that
 this warrior had not be doing much traveling.  He easily fell to the
 swing of my Xendrix.  The base was mine.

 Again I was not prepared for the outcome of this wrong doing.  I did
 not take the time to invest in upgrading the base's defenses and
 shields.  Upon stopping by the next day it had been taken over once
 again.  And not by the original owner.  But this new owner was wise,
 he promptly installed better defenses.  After trying a couple times
 to blow a hole in those defenses I learned quickly not to try again.
 I noticed a 25% radiation increase everytime I did.  Yet another
 leason learned in the Wastelands.  But Ah well, It gave the youth
 something to brag upon.

 But back to the young lad that I so injustly stole a base from.
 Upon returning from the Real World he discovered he had been killed
 and his base stolen.  But what really upset him was that the culprit
 had been the COMMANDER!  How could he do such a horrible thing.  In
 the moment of fury words poured out of his mouth over the air waves.
 Words of filth and hate!

   I lean back now comfortable in the Halfway House my eyes slowly
 closing.  Dreams of ................ zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

 Origin: OverKill rules...but we ROCK!!! (1:280/314)

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