Post by Tycho on Apr 15, 2003 19:00:08 GMT -5
I thought I would show you guys the first few lines of my possivle fan fiction based on a possible Post Thunderdome Scenario of my own devising. It's going to be set about 2050ish. And stars my yet unnamed main character (Tycho for now 
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Tycho was finished waiting. He was finished planning. He was finished dreaming. He was finished packing. He was ready. Ready to set off into, the wasteland.
[glow=blue,2,300]The Wasteland Wanderer[/glow]
“New Haven” was a great place. A sanctuary in the wastes. It was perfect for farmers, peasants, regular people who wanted to escape the horrors of the wasteland. But for Tycho it was… it was boring. He needed adventure, action, stories to tell his buddies when he was old.
A few citizens had gathered at the main gate for Tycho’s departure. Not many people had voluntarily left New Haven, certainly not citizens themselves. Sheriff Calliendo had even brought along two deputies to control the crowd.
Tycho checked the straps holding the supplies to the roof of his vehicle were secure. It had taken him over three years to restore the car. His knowledge came from ancient motor magazines and engineering manuals. In fact he had even discovered the exact make of the car when he traded two ration bars for a copy of a faded yet still understandable guide to muscle cars of the 70’s. He discovered the project he had been devoting so much of his time to had been the restoration of a 1976 General Motors Holden HX LE Monaro Coupe.
). Tycho was finished waiting. He was finished planning. He was finished dreaming. He was finished packing. He was ready. Ready to set off into, the wasteland.
[glow=blue,2,300]The Wasteland Wanderer[/glow]
“New Haven” was a great place. A sanctuary in the wastes. It was perfect for farmers, peasants, regular people who wanted to escape the horrors of the wasteland. But for Tycho it was… it was boring. He needed adventure, action, stories to tell his buddies when he was old.
A few citizens had gathered at the main gate for Tycho’s departure. Not many people had voluntarily left New Haven, certainly not citizens themselves. Sheriff Calliendo had even brought along two deputies to control the crowd.
Tycho checked the straps holding the supplies to the roof of his vehicle were secure. It had taken him over three years to restore the car. His knowledge came from ancient motor magazines and engineering manuals. In fact he had even discovered the exact make of the car when he traded two ration bars for a copy of a faded yet still understandable guide to muscle cars of the 70’s. He discovered the project he had been devoting so much of his time to had been the restoration of a 1976 General Motors Holden HX LE Monaro Coupe.
