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That was unexpected

Wakin up in ropes was not how I expected to start my day. Yet there I was, trussed and tied in the desert next to four other people. Normally I would be worried, but there were bigger peeps than me in ropes and I know a thing or two about big people.  Sure enough, the leader showed his ass and started talkin' up a storm. I think that has to do with there never being anyone to talk to. I mean, really, if I were doin what they do and only had the same people to talk to day in and day out, a change would be nice. Like talking to your food before biting it's head off, it just becomes a thing.  Anyway, this lugnut starts sayin this and that and next thing I know, shit starts going down hill. Spiders start crawling out of the sand and goes after one of them, the Leader barely bats an eye as one of his henchmen tries to take off with their truck and crashes it. One of the ladies slips their bonds and goes for the truck, sleek, fast and quick that one as they barely noticed her movi...

First night out...

Well, this is my first outin' to the wastes and I don't wanna waste a moment on fergetting a thing. I managed to muster up some junk and out together this journal unit to make sure I don't ferget nuttin. Seein' as I heard some weird shit that can happin' out there, Ima gonna make certin' that I know who I am in case I don't. Gen'Ga is the name, Junker is my favorite game in the whole wild waste! I just love findin pieces of this n that and puttin em together in ways they weren't to see what happens! Been doin that since I was a kid, found I had a knack for figurin out things. Way way back, I was bored and just started making toys to play with. Peeps weren't all that nice, so I made my own friends. Stick Steve, Randy the Rollin Rock, Pepper (she was a small shake down artist of the group), Salt (she keeps Pepper in line), and our favorite guy Tony the tubin tire! Man we had some fun in the old days. Our adventures would last weeks on end if ...