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I Got No Bottle Caps To Spare

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Reads 113
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Parts 10
Time 7m

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adventure apocalyptic fallout london war

In 1950 a very important computer chip was NOT invented in this universe. Where we went forward they stayed in the 50s. But in military area they grew faster than us but things changed. The USSR was never disbanded. The People's Republic Of China competed with the U.S. In military tech, and the UN was disbanned in 2077. But later that year the earth turned into death. October 23 2077, all nukes, or atleast most, from T.P.R.O.C and The U.S. (And a few others) turned the world silent. 3 hours. That's how long it took. And that was 200 years ago. We move now to London, England. This place was hit hard in the war. We meet up with a woman named Sam Walls. She is surviving in post war London. She will meet friends in her life and maybe settle down. Let's hope she live long enough.

The back story is that of the Fallout Universe. All rights owned by Bethesda.
I own any people used in this story. Don't sue me please. <3All Rights Reserved

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