I rolled up a military recruit survivor for the marksman points, dumped whatever I didn’t spend on stats into archery and hit the road. Things were going well, I had two evac shelters right next to each other, both with a fair amount of goodies in the basement. I loaded up and set up base in the one without the starter NPC.
Things are going well at this point. I’ve had several nice raids on town. Never went during the day, but my night raids had landed me with plenty of food, water and some weapons on day two.
But there was a problem. A big one. Someone out there had their very own evac shelter and was busy lording it over my head. How dare he! That guy even had the nerve to try and get me to board up HIS windows! What a prick! So I went over there in the middle of the night with my trusty axe, looking to do him in nice and quick like. Get one swing on him, my axe gets stuck in his arm. As I’m trying to yank it free, he hits me in the face with a stick of dynamite. I tug the axe free and bolt out the door. I barely make it to the edge of the explosion, my ears ringing from the blast.
I go inside, expecting to find a dead survivor with some damaged explosives. What do I find? A pissed off survivor with a couple grenades. I don’t know if he went hog wild pulling pins, but he hit me with one, then proceeded to explode everywhere a lot, taking me with him.
God damn it. This is why we can’t have nice things.
