A blinding green light streaked through the Mojave night sky. The sickly orb gave off a piercing and whistling hiss; going incredible speeds at a maddeningly low altitude. As it passed close, a low guttural groan could be heard. Whatever it was, it was bound to shatter if it didn't hit something first.
Finally the strange Unidentified Flying Object reached the end point of its trajectory. A sound not unfamiliar to most; a gargantuan blast, wailing sirens, and screaming racket that howled through the wasteland like some sort of terror circus. It had impacted the small settlement of Radmarsh, named mundanely after the radioactive marsh not far off from the sites gated walls.
Not many folks are sure what happened that day. Some say it was just a tragedy. Another freak occurrence. The thermonuclear explosions that lit up the night? Nothing to ruminate on. Others tell of a band of travelers following the trail of light. Tracking the smoke. Who left just as quickly as they arrived, for fortune. To quench an insatiable curiosity. Maybe it was just because they could.
There's one tale that is told more often than most. Word of mouth says it started a waste away in the back alleys of Vegas. A hooker said this, proven convict said that, man claiming to know a guy who knew a guy who knew the guys. This is the story of that story of a story of a rumor of that tale.
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Notes: I don't expect everyone to adhere strictly to the layout I have provided for applications, so feel free to change it around or suggest a different character idea than I have presented. Robots won't work unless they were the sentient kind that could at least feel an emotion.
".....and why are the horses screaming? More of this, at 11. Now to the weather. The weather in the Mojave Marshlands is now 140 degrees fahrenheit with a chance of burning hail. Throughout the week, expect light showers of acid rain and those weird glowing clouds that signal the ants to our homes. Back to the news, as the weather was extremely upsetting. It has recently been reported that a strange glowing light was seen shooting through the Mojave Hellscape, The Wasteland, then The Marshes. It is still unclear where the mysterious light landed, as many of our interns who were sent out came back without the parts to either write down or vocalize where. But it has been said that a gaggle, a murder, or possibly a conspiracy of novice adventurers has foolishly trekked off into the general direction of the light. So far, only two have been cannibalized."
