Fallout New America: As Flowers Bloom.
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Complete, First published Apr 16, 2024
This story is dedicated to my dear friend, Trevor. This is my gift to you, I hope you enjoy it. 


Fallout: New America is an alternate universe project made in collaboration with my dear friend, Ashlyn. She's a brilliant writer and artist.

Fallout: New America was an idea I had rolling in my head when I was first playing Fallout 4 back in 2015. I loved the worldspace of The Commonwealth, but I always felt it and the story itself was lacking in a lot of departments. The lack of big communities, unique groups and reusing pre-existing factions really bothered me. So, I thought I'd try and make something new and with help from Ashlyn. [@ashblondekitty on Instagram] I finally have the courage to share it.

Fallout: New America. As Flowers Bloom is organised into Acts:

Act 1: The Plague of The Dead.
Act 2: The End.
Act 3: New World Above.
Act 4: Garden of Eden.
Act 5: Fight For Your Future.

Enjoy your return to the wasteland and thank you for choosing, Vault-Tec!
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