Dead Money
  • LETTURE 246
  • Voti 4
  • Parti 4
  • Tempo 44m
  • LETTURE 246
  • Voti 4
  • Parti 4
  • Tempo 44m
Completa, pubblicata il mag 03, 2015
"Welcome to the Sierra Madre Casino!" Those are the words that Victor was expecting to hear, when his Pip boy picked up the broadcast to the casino. He had herd some tales through out the Mojave Wasteland, of a an almost mythical casino, where desperate wasteland scavengers, are called to seeking the intact treasure of the old world buried deep within its vault. Now lured by the same very call, that he intended to make his and his wifes honeymoon. The couple are thrown into a high stakes game where they'll have to work with three other lost souls if they want to survive, and make it out alive.
>Based upon Fallout New Vegas. WARNING: may contain spoilers<
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