Ugh, Now I want a Nuka-Cola

You know when you are walking along and you just get a hankering for something? I had that today with Nuka-Cola. I was wondering around the wasteland when I ran across a corpse near the old abandoned bog town. This poor guy. His name was Richard Taylor. I guess he was at work when his assistant turned. She was able to “get” his son before he managed to “put her down”. Whoa. He had never wanted to kill anyone until then. I think I know what he feels like. One time Grham killed my mega sloth pet as he was walking home. Ohhh emmmm geeee, I’ve never wanted to kill a mutant so bad – and I couldn’t! Ugh. the WORST.

Well, next to his dead body was a note and a duffel bag. Inside this bag, I found a key. Let’s FOLLOW THE CLUES! I kept wondering, following the river south west. Glowing Gulpers were all over the area… why do they always look so confused, heh. Me too dude, me too. OH! Found out where the beavers learned how to make dams…. they killed the engineer! Ate her brains! HAha. okay. maybe… maybe not.. WHO KNOWS. (but she really was an engineer)

I went to the other side of the river to get a better picture of the dam and came across another skeleton and a locked box. Now, I don’t know how many keys you have out here, but I don’t have many. So I figured I might as well try the one I just found – and wouldn’t you know, it worked! Oh man, who is this dead person!! Inside I found another key, the key to Clara’s box. This is turning into a regular what the hell is going on in the wasteland! I should go get that Nuka-Cola now.

she's dead jim

I decided to take the long way home. Running along the railroad tracks until I found something to pique my interest. I got a notice on my pip-boy to go talk to Davenport. He needed some more pictures of the Crater for research. Off to Sutton I go. I decided to keep on my search for that Nuka Cola since I was in a town, I stopped off at the Red Rocket. All they had was a pie slice that I couldn’t get to. Whhyyyyyyyyy! Let’s just get this photo opp going.

RR Tracks

As I was walking out of the diner I noticed a bunch of Nuka-Cola bottles on the ground by a doghouse. Lucky dog! Wait… there is ANOTHER dead body by it. SHESH. It’s like.. the dead are trying to tell me something. Most likely that Nuka-Cola is bad for me and it’s got more than the daily amount of sugar. I know this. It’s why it’s so good.

Ugh, I found another note. This one was to Clara’s mom. Oh, man.. who’s cutting onions. She’s going to get revenge on the bastards in marketing who did this to her mom… and what that was is getting her addicted to something. Wait, why would marketing be to blame? In the doghouse, I found Clara’s box. I had the key from earlier in the day so I opened it. YOU GUYS WOULDN’T BELIEVE THIS! I found a NUKA COLA LOCKER KEY! Off to the Nuka-Cola Plant, we go! I might finally get that pop!!

From the outside, it looks like a wonderland of Nuka. The huge bottles, the billboards, it’s almost like an amusement park. Buuuttt once you get into the inside, it all looks different. It’s very run down. I was able to find my beloved Nuka-Cola though!! I can’t forget to grab a swig it. Yum! Oh, wait, a safe. Let me open this…

I FOUND ANOTHER NOTE! The second floor, right side in the locked room. Clara’s note to Alexis. Luckily I had my lock picks on me so I was able to get in no problem. In this room is where they tested the Nuka-Cola flavors! Oh my, how exciting. I was able to read some of the notes the taste testers took. Itchy teeth? That doesn’t sound like fun… well, anyways. Clara is talking about how she hopes this Alexis can forgive her. And they both think Marketing is an evil force… oooo It looks like they were experimenting on innocent bystanders! Mercury and arsenic and strontium-90, oh my! Further back of the research area I found a locker that had been locked. but the key that was left in the doghouse was able to open it. I know where this key is from. It’s from the Black Mountian Ordnance Works.

You’ll never believe it – that’s why I took pictures. Nuka-Cola had a holding area over here, and it was filled with schwag! AND I got some SWEET T-51 POWER ARMOR NUKA-COLA PAINT PLANS!! I can’t wait to get home and use them! Also got a few pairs of Nuka-Cola jacket and pants combos. Don’t get me wrong, I do love my new plans and the bonus Nuka-Colas, but I was hoping to find… I don’t know, something more. More understanding of Clara, Alexa, and Richard. I guess that’s what happens when people die.

I’d totally recommend going for this fun little trip if you have the time – most. Worth it alone for the Nuka Quantum! Safe travels in the wasteland dwellers!

Don’t forget to comment below! Let me know your favorite spots to find cool stuff! Maybe we can take a trek together! (and you don’t even need a real email address to comment!)

The divine light… I can see it. I regret nothing.

Hey Dwellers! Today was pretty rad. I was running around the hills and found an old church. Upon further investigation, it was a Mothman Cult hangout! Oh man, these guys sure do know how to decorate! Now, full disclosure – I did eat some weird things I found in a box in an abandoned shack… so I’m not 100% sure on what I saw – but it will most defiantly be remembered.

I’m not sure why they build as they do, but I love how they always seem to build a lookout point. It’s very primitive… mixing bones, vines, wire, and wood. I’ve seen a few of their locations and they always seem to have one. I can’t wait to find the next location!

This spot in particular was creepy due to the original inhabitants. It looked like it was better to drink their sorrows… I hope I never have to make such a decision. Let us think more happy thoughts! I sat there for a while and pondered… and sort of felt a

THAT’S RIGHT! I can get my jetpack – holey smokes. Let’s trade some tickets for gold and get this rolling! ack, so excited! (wait, am I getting shot!?)

am i getting shot?

First I have to head off to Foundation. Now, I’m not going to say they hate me… but I did kind of double-cross them. I mean, common – who wouldn’t?! (didn’t you?!!) They still let me come in and do freelance gigs, so we mustn’t be THAT bad off, amirite? I grabbed my gold and in a hop, skip and a jump later was at Vault 79. Now.. I’d been saving up for this for a while now... I FINALLY got the Secret Service Jet Pack plan!!

To celebrate, a friend and I went and got SOME SCORCHED IN BOTTLES! We headed over to the Morgantown Airport and in the hanger directly outside the quarantine area. On the top level, you’ll see this poor guy (who’s parts I did NOT get) but I was able to pick up a hand, foot, and a HEAD in specimen jars! This will be perfect in my nice display cabinet – right next to the windigo vocal sac, mutant head, and creepy doll…

I hope your day was half as much fun as mine was. Take it easy hope to catch ya sometime in the wasteland!

Don’t forget, you don’t need a real email address to leave a comment below! Show me some awesome Cultist pictures you have. Locations, sayings, lets talk cryptid lovers. What’s your local cryptid? Have you ever seen it before?

Is this… Lucky?

I was hanging out at Ford Defiance again and decided to take a little walkabout. I had never been north up the road so that’s where I decided to go. Well, let me tell you – an assaultron crossing your path will most defiantly wake you up!! Here I am, trying to take an awesome photo, super proud of it and BAM! from the other side is just pure evil.


I am not ashamed to say, I ran. I ran away and hid in the nearest place I could find. An Elevator – and it still worked! When I got up there, I was in awe. It was so amazing – how did these huge machines work! It reminded me of a bike chain- and I was in its link. I wondered around and found a Gnome contemplating his existence… OH! A GREEN BALL!


After hanging out for a bit, the sun started to set and I noticed a beacon of sorts… it called to me, like… like, those little bugs to your porch light, like… moths to a flame. As I drew near I could hear the snapping of the fire and the shadowy outline of buildings… what was this place… I decided it best to wait until daylight to examine and I’m glad I did. I found a Mothman Cultist hang out! I’ve always thought these guys were neat and wondered what it was that the Mothman brought to them. “When his wings flutter, I will feel him and not fear the darkness of night”. To not fear the night would be wonderful… but that’s a pipe dream out here in the wasteland.

I walked into the main hanger and found a seaming normal office setting for an abandoned mine. Desks, fans, scraps for my stash… all sorts of things. It’s when I went to start to collect things that I found a weird letter…He Agrees. It plainly stated, “Your offering is acceptable to Him.” Acceptable to who, a new overseer? I decided to dig a little deeper and hacked the terminal on the desk next to the letter… maybe someone had more to say about him…

Well, the terminal didn’t talk about him, but it did mention a strange old woman coming in and wanting a tour of the place. What’s so strange about that… maybe she was really into rocks.. oh wait. No. I went to the next entry and saw that when they were getting ready to shut the tapped mine down, the miner felt someone watching him… and it was HER! She also had some friends with her! They wanted to see the depths of the mine and wanted him to show them… so he ran. Well. ya. OK… that IS a little strange… oh boy, and it looks like the old lady and her people didn’t take no for an answer. When the guy came back to check on the locks, they were all broken. So this place was left to the people… The people of the Mothman.


As I make my way down the mine I find all these totems and ritual altars lining the place. The candles that lit the way were the perfect amount of light and added to that spooky ambiance. I was creeping around and checking all the corners and found lead! I’m so glad to find a new location in which I can grab more lead. I use too much ammo and have run through my supplies. Thank the lead veins!

Further down I found a more fantastic alter and another note- His Birth: He is the one who came before. The Firstborn of the Wood. Blood wept from his branches and he shared with all His believers. This is starting to get kinda weird… and you know what I just noticed? THE CULTISTS ARE MADE INTO THE ALTERS!! THEY ARE PEOPLE!!! oh wow! I know I kill people all the time, but this… this is another level! What does this great Mothman offer!? I can’t wait to find out.


I found another note- His Springs: His believers wept, for their new home lacked water and their throats were dry. He gathered their tears in His branches and spread them upon the earth, and from that came fourth the sprints. Hmm… these springs do not look drinkable.


I continued down the pathway until I came across what looked like the main chapel. I kinda understand why that guy felt like people were watching him – because they were! I found a secret path that brought behind the waterfall. If you look carefully, you can see some paths… good luck if you decide to come here yourself. You’ll need it- because what I found next was shocking.

I don’t even know how to describe it… was this HIM?! It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen in the wasteland – and it felt… alive still. Once I saw that I skedaddled outta there. Decided reliving some of the last days of Vault 51 would be more relaxing.

Look, I’m not saying to go there… I’m just saying to be safe… and watch out for Him…


Finding friends in the wasteland – priceless!

Thank you for being a friend, traveled down a road, and back again. Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant!

Do you guys ever meet some people in the wasteland and just like, click? I was able to find such a group and a few other randos and have picture fun to prove it! I wanted to share some fun pictures we’ve taken while making it through our travels.

This group of peeps has made the wicked world of Appalachia worth it. I tell ya, having a group who has your back and you theirs is the best! And the groups that pose for photos are even better. I can’t wait to see what we do next.

I met this special guy my first day out of the vault. I don’t know how we didn’t run into each other inside, but I’m sure glad we did out. This joker is my craft expert and my savior at times but you know it doesn’t just go one way!

Do you have awesome pictures? I’d love to see em!

Post them in the comments below! You just need your name and an email address. (I don’t even know if you need a REAL email address, heh) AND you don’t worry, I don’t do anything with the emails- it’s just to log in.

Hope to see ya in the wasteland!


Welcome to the Dollhouse

Remember when I said the grass is always greener with C.A.M.P.S? Well… oops, I didn’t it again. I moved. I was going to move up north to the swamps and the awesome trees that make the best houses…. but that didn’t go over so well. Once those mirelurks found out where I was living, well, I couldn’t sleep at night! I ended up going back to the source, I moved back near the vault! I found a little patch of heaven and I wanted to share it with you: my house!

I’ve been calling this my “Open Face” style house – but it’s been referred to as a “dollhouse” style camp. I had built in this spot previously – it had a gentle incline and not a lot of wondering scorched. It was perfect for this style house. It doesn’t get too hot, nor too cold. It’s kind of just right. I even have my own watering hole with bonus beehives!

As you can see, I have 6 rooms and 1 bathroom. Really one room is like a shop, so it’s a more modest house out here in the Wasteland. I was able to cobble together some really good looking parts. Everything here is as new as I could find. I was very proud of the washroom sink. I can’t wait to find a matching tub and toilet!

Each room has it’s own theme and use. Keeping all my workbenches down on the first floor, I’m able to get all my work done asap so I can get back out into the wasteland! It’s been really busy lately with the new game that everyone got – The Legendary Run. When I wake up it’s the first thing I think about. I was able to score some really great “free” stuff in the mail from playing… but it’s kind of taken over my life. I don’t go out and explore as much as I would enjoy… but I did get a few shots of the nuke that went off near my house!

Let me see your C.A.M.P.s!

Post a picture below and show off your awesome work! I want to see your awesome builds, your quick set up, your rad tent locations. Anything & almost everything! I keep saying it’s like… it’s like nothing is real and we are all in a video gameSo lets have some fun! I can’t wait to see what you guys built!

– Lisafer

I guess I’m in the Army, Now?

WOW! Things couldn’t get any weirder and now I’m in the Army?! HA! I went out searching for some ballistic fiber and one thing leads to another and I’m talking to Master Sargent Gutsy and he’s wanting me to get dolled up to die for my country! Machines. So… cute?

As I run around looking for my uniform and hat, I come across a Sargent Gutsy saying “get a move on Cadette! You’re gonna miss the best part of the war!” Uh, Mr. Gutsy- there is no “best part of the war”. Well, it looks like I’ll humor the poor things and run their courses. Marksmanship, Agility, and Patriotism. Got it.

I decided to try my hand at the Agility course first. Sure as shucks – it was fun! I’ve always wanted to do one of these courses. Sure, it could have been more fun with some friends, but it’s a good thing I can cheer myself on – I sure needed it! I did see a few other Cadette’s as I was running it but they kept to themselves.

Next up is Patriotism! I was wondering why these mannequins were each in a fully furnished room… these wallpapers are great. Looks like I’ve got to go interview them… This will be the most interaction I’ve had with a humanoid all day! Now… which one of you is a commie… Dang! I guess being able to sniff out a commie could be the difference between life and death for you and your family.

Topher seems like the all American mannequin… though he IS missing clothing. I don’t think that’d go over well nowadays sir.


Jimmy loves the 4th of July. That’s just dripping with patriotism… right? Jimmy needs some clothing too.. but this is the wallpaper I like! Why is his terminal password protected? OH, it is someone he admires a lot. I read his diary and found it was FDR! Aw shucks, that boy. Aw man, this kid. Wonder if Mr. Morton is still around… Jimmy loves his pop.

JianJun sounds like a good kid as well! He moved from San Francisco and says it’s a lot colder here. He wants to own a car, or two! Dang. That’s a lot of cars. Why would he need so many cars? He sure loves America.


OOOOhhhhhh… Getting back to the terminal I found out it’s really “Supporting a collective action” that is the gateway to becoming a Communist. Well, I guess It would have to be poor Jimmy. He was trying to protect his father and his friends’ dads… I don’t see how that is being red but… this is how they thought way back when.

Now for Marksmanship! One of my favorite things to do nowadays is shoot stuff. sometimes for fun, sometimes to stay alive. It depends on how much ammo I have left! I passed! Now for the live-fire course!! PSH – This course was nothing! I’ve come across scorched that was scarier than what they thought commies would be like!

Well, I flew past that with flying colors!! I was able to pick up enough ballistic fiber for my new armor plan! I’m very excited to craft and wear around some new armor! It should help me stealth better. At least it helped the original lady who wore it!

I am now a private and a member of the US Army.. so maybe besides Private Lucky, I’m an OK thing about being in the army, hehe.

Earle had to die…

You know that one mine In Monongah – where the big disaster happened? Well, I guess in 1907 over 300 workers died and hundreds more trapped in a horrible accident. It’s been said before the bombs dropped that the mine disaster was a leading contributor to the creations of the United States Bureau of Mines… buuuttt that’s either here or there right now. What I wanted to talk about was the one dude and his friends who decided it was a “good idea” to break into said mine, FULL OF GHOSTS, and try to loot what the Hornwrights already looted? YA, that mine! It’s true. The monsters are true!

If you go there now, you’ll notice it’s been taken over by the raiders, but the Hornwright trash is still lying about. The door has been burred by rubble, but someone got the bright idea to launch a nuke there and boy, that rubble moved quick and we got a peek inside.

Now, it looks like most any other mine that’d fallen into rubble except for this… creepy feeling that runs over ya. We most definitely found out why. The front of the mine had a workshop area with workbenches we could take advantage of to repair anything we needed before going further down. Next to one of the benches, I found a holotape from Earle to his daughter Mags. Oh man, is talking about how he should never have come down here and how he doesn’t want her to think it was her fault. Dang. Poor kid… hey, isn’t there a lady named Maggie Williams in Foundation? I’m going to hafta go break some news to her… assuming WE make it out!

Under Construction

It seems as if before things went super south, they were keeping their spirits up by… playing games?

I also found a few notes scattered around the work area as well as the mines below. The messages seem to tell a tale I hope I never have to experience. Being locked down here for so long, they stopped being able to tell what time it was and the days all blurred into one. No one was prepared for this little drunken fueled expedition so they got hungry pretty fast. The first few to be eaten were the ones that died from their injuries… but it soon became everyone for themselves. Earle’s journal pages scatted around the place paint a disparate picture. Starve and be eaten, or be the eater… so…. are the stories true? You can become a wendigo by resorting to cannibalism!? Whoa I’m glad I didn’t follow Roses advice that one time and continue down THAT path…

The steel beams that help support the mine seemed like they were barely holding the thing up. The way the vines twisted down, almost as they were grabbing at you – and trying to get you to stop. We entered into a larger holding area of sorts. It was full of machinery from when the mine collapsed. There was also the remnants of a makeshift kitchen… the smell in there could make a rad rat gag.

OH, not to mention all the dead bodies lying around and the wendigos that wanted to eat our faces off. Ya, that was a little treat. No wonder I had that feeling when I came in here, heh. OH LOOK, a bloody rock hole. Wonder what that is used for…

What's this hole for...?

I thought we had made it as far as we could until an aftershock from the nuke hit. More rubble ended up tumbling down and we were led into the deepest depths of the mine, and the lair of Earle himself… but Earle was no longer a man, and no longer just any old wendigo. Earle had turned into a Wendigo Colossus. A three-headed, extremely tall wendigo who has a possie of “normal” wendigos who constantly surrounding him. Oh, did I mention that his three heads spit AND scream? One spits acid, one spits radiated shit, and one screams and scares the crap out of you. Look at this, I was so scared, I could see myself OUTSIDE my body!


Earle had beef with anyone and everyone who came down there – and those wendigos surrounding him did not make it easy to line up shots. Once we figured out how to split the load, we were able to take him and all his minions down. (tip, shoot the middle head, a bunch. From far away. It seemed to help with the screaming a bit)

And we did find this guy. I guess it was the only place he felt safe…


After Earle fell, we only had a few moments to grab our loot and take off. The way out was littered with wendigos who did not want us to escape. A few well-placed shots, a few grenades thrown and we were out of the pit and back to the main entrance. I had time to pop into the office due to the commotion from below knocking the wall down. I was able to score some basic stuff – ore and what not. Better than nothing eh! Once we ran out, we were choked by the rads from the nuke storm. Make sure to bring your hazmat suit, power armor, or something. If Earle and his cronies couldn’t getcha, don’t let the rads take you out!

Did you make it down to see Earle? Were you able to find anything awesome? Let me know below! You don’t even need a real email address to comment, just make something up! Post your cool pictures or stories below. I look forward to seeing them!


When life doesn’t give you lemons… use acid.

A gentlemanly robot named Mr. Squeeze was selling some lemonade on the side of the road. It was a hot day so I decided to stop by and see what was going on. I guess this bot is selling the Lemonade for the Master Jimmy Foundation to support his local delinquent – Master Jimmy. He’s everyone’s favorite delinquent! I was a bit concerned when Mr. Squeeze said that he wasn’t able to find any more lemons so he had to make do with ingredients that were less… ideal.

Well, whatever. It’s got a zing! I’m defiantly going to get this recipe and its adult version of the “hard” lemonade. If you find yourself randomly near Mr. Squeeze, definitely get yourself these recipes!

Take it easy wastelanders and don’t go too hard on the lemonade!

– Lisafer


The Freak Show: a place where raiders can go see things weirder than themselves! HA, I kid.. or do I? Have you guys been here? WHOA! I stumbled along this little place tucked beneath a cliff along Route 107 when I was trying to get away from Fort Defiance (It’s just a little North of there).

I just don’t know where to start. Should I talk about the warning signs about not feeding the animals or the heads on pikes? Lets go with the animals. We’re all used to the heads on pikes by now. Oh, I’m just joshin’ with ya. One of the first things you notice is all the junk. A truck serves as the ticket booth with a skeleton sitting in the back. Looks like this guy had some big dreams… ah, didn’t we all bud. Didn’t we all.

Walking further up I begin to grasp what kind of people these raiders are (if the heads on sticks didn’t getcha..) I mean, don’t get me wrong – I don’t want to die in the mouth of a rabid mole rat, but I also don’t think it deserves to be caged to let people shove drum sticks in it.

I will give them this, they ARE artists. Look at this stuff, even in death it still speaks to you! The detail they took to create this taxidermy… thing. The bobby pins holding everything together is great! AND THE BIKE! I mean, what use of bones!! Now that would be something to be proud to have made. I wish I could bring it home!

And this person? What were they thinking? Where where they coming from and where where they going? Heh, crazy times at the freak show!

I think one of the best parts about living in the wasteland is that the numbers of humans have been cut down dramatically. Humans really are mean and evil. I mean, look at the things I’ve done…. ok, lets maybe not look at those things… but my point, what I’m trying to get at, are these animals didn’t deserve this. The poor Honey Beast. I just hope it was dead before they used it as baseball practice.

Sports are good. they keep us in shape. I sprint everywhere I go. Rule #1, cardio! This sport though, I’m not sure what it was. Bowling for… through… radstags? Test your agility? Heh, give us your caps is more like it!

RUFUS! Who is this gentle soul who stayed by this persons side till death?! This is what REALLY gets me. The animals who made it through this hell with us and stay by our side. Gah, it get’s me.. who’s cutting the mutated onions…

..and just like that, the freak show is over. You are seen out by this wonderful art installation of a headless skeleton on top of a carousel horse. I think it’s a metaphor for life. Don’t take it too seriously.


Have you found any other rad spots like this?

LET ME KNOW! I’d love to go take a look!

OH Gnome You Didn’t!!

close the door

Hey Dwellers –

When wandering around the wasteland we sure do see a lot of weird stuff but we’ve become sort of desensitized to it. Scorched? Sure. Raiders? No problem. Blood Eagles? Just another thing to ward off. Windagos? I’ve got them mounted in my C.A.M.P. It’s just… the mannequins, gnomes, musical monkeys… and all those teddy bears. I just… I don’t know. I needed a space to record everything that I’ve come across. This will be my gnome space.

The pictures above really get me. Like, what were they doing? Was it some kind of initiation? Did they threaten the other gnome if he didn’t bury Jangles the Moon Monkey? And we don’t know what the monkey did. Maybe it was deserved? We’ll never know. Know why they are doing that… know how they are moving around like this… to know what they are trying to tell us.

Let me know if you have come across anything like this!! It’ll help add to my collection. Thanks, and see ya around in the wasteland!!

Flash! Bam! Wonderful… I Came By?

Since I had such a good time at Camden park I thought why not keep the amusement park theme going. Wavy Willards it is! Traveling North is always slower than going south.. I don’t know why… must be gravity or magic. We can’t rule anything out in the wasteland! Before starting out on the journey I make sure my bags are packed properly. I have enough food and water to last for days, as well as stem packs, disease cures, rad-x, and rad away. I get my trusty treasure hunter outfit on and this snazzy fedora I found earlier in the day. Then I see the armor I forgot to scrap… and the weapons? Ugh, I forgot to do chores!! Those can wait. Adventure is on the horizon!

Wavy Willards

I’m here, I made it – this place is awesome!! I wish I could have been here with some clean water and less scorched about (and truthfully, fewer raiders!). I had gotten a backpack from some mole miner traders a while back with this awesome safari crocolossus stuffed animal – and I FINALLY GET TO SEE IT IN REAL LIFE! I had no idea it was from here. I’m even more stoked I came.

Is that… Miss Annie?!

As I was snapping some pictures of this behemoth I noticed a Mrs. Handy Robot named Miss. Annie. She came up to me and was asking about a missing boy – one she took care of a long time ago. I guess they were here at Wavy Willards just before the bombs dropped. I don’t know why she thinks the boy would still be around, but I can humor the bot for a while. Miss. Annie requests that I review the Holo Tapes and see what I can see. I decided to go to the security office first. I mean, they HAD to have seen something. A place like this needs security.

Passed these guys… they look familiar!?

I found an office with a working terminal. It looked like the park had been reviewing the tapes. They had seen the boy near the Slither Slide talking to someone he looked as if he knew… Pete was the one who found it. Wow. They did have a security system in place.. it even recorded tapes of the bathroom! (Thanks for letting me know about this Tom – video footage review) So October 19th is when the boy was taken… but it looks like October 23rd he came back? I’ll be reviewing further…

In the tape, the guy says he has a surprise for the kid and not to share it with anyone… and that the nanny wouldn’t like it. The man talked the kid into taking off his ID so he could take him away and the nanny couldn’t find him.

So this guy is asking where the special box is.. the one that puts the staff on the ladder? What the heck? As I’m pondering all of this, I’m getting hungry. I grab some sugar bombs and go to toss my trash. I see a mailbox next to the trash can which has a letter to the local news department talking about Grafton Steel… about how it’s been polluting the water and killing people with the toxic sludge! The letter was addressed to a PO box in Clarksburg. Wait… did this guy… no, this can’t be.

I went back to the Slither Slide and end up finding a Kid Safe ID for Freddy Woods. This is the boys’ ID. It was hidden in a box. Oh no, I fear the worst. I need to get to Clarksburg and see what else is inside that PO Box. It’s just south of Wavy Willards too… lucky.

I’ve found the PO box no problem… well, no MAJOR problems…

It looks like Grafton Steel became the Governments preferred war contractor… They were just churning out stuff as fast as possible and not caring about what they were doing to the area around them – and that includes their workers. They fluffed numbers and used almost slave labor to get the job done for the government and the war.

Well, Otis Pike is the whistleblower. He sure was brave… except the part where he stole someone’s kid? I was able to figure it out pretty quickly – once I noticed that the terminal was still in working condition… Super glad the laws don’t really count nowadays or else I’d get into trouble for knowing this information! Now I’m off to Grafton. Wow, this is better than a soap opera!

I found Otis’ house. Right on the front counter, there was a letter to terminate his employment with Grafton Steel because he was spreading “propaganda” about the plant. What!? He was only trying to save the townsfolk! It’s almost like this company cared more for its profits rather than the people who help make those profits! OTIS WAS KIN!?! He was related to them! WHOA! DRAMA!! It was his in-laws! They married his sister! wow. no wonder. in-laws. shesh.


So Otis took the evidence and told the media about it.. which caused his getting fired from his job which caused Otis to resort to more drastic measures… wow. So he decides to kidnap poor Freddy and ransom him for the safety of the whole community.

I searched for more clues at the dam. It looks like Freddy had no idea what was going on and started to hate his Uncle Otis. At the start of this adventure, he had a good time – getting a game and seeing new areas. Then Otis took his candy and made him sit still so he decided to use his scouts’ training (hey, I’m training to be a scout too!) to trap his uncle so he could escape! (He left notes all around the damn so I’m sleuthing it out as we go)

Where would a kid run to if not running away from? Home? They would want to run home – so I head there. Wow. That kid lived across the way from Wavy Willards! Lucky.. Well – he made it back home.. We can only hope the kid made it into his vault with his dad. Let us believe that he did and make it a happy ending story. AND Freddy made it home!


Miss Annie was happy to hear that her boy made it back in. It felt like a small victory in the understanding of our great big Wasteland.