Megapand25 wrote: ↑Tue Nov 05, 2019 11:23 pm
Well, since the last one got such a good reaction, here's another story with dear ol' Mega.
Wasteland: Just One Night
Welcome back to 80.6 FAKE NEWS RADIO!
Stock market is up, prices are down and the USRC has just declared global peace with the mutants forever!! More news at 10:00!
"Were it so easy … " Mega deadpanned, rolling his eyes and switching the station yet again. The radio in The Leg-Up Bar was old and fragile, but since it was the only source of music in Sub-Harenae, he was willing to fiddle with it.
"Say what you will about that fake news station, but I think it's entertaining." Vera admitted, swirling her drink idly in her glass. "It's stupid, yeah, but at least it's not propaganda."
"You got me there." Mega replied, followed by a proud "Ah ha!" as another channel filtered through the box.
"And welcome back to Funk 104.7!" A cheery voice chirped, ever so slightly muffled by the typical interference that accompanied any broadcast.
"By request, here come's a classic; Disco Inferno!"
Seconds later, a funky beat erupted from the radio, filling the normally quite and secluded bar. Mega immediately started tapping his foot to the beat, which quickly shifted to him shimming in place, moving to the beat of song with a grin on his face all the while.
"You look like an idiot." Vera informed her friend pleasantly, a rare smile on her face as Mega continued to dance.
"Maybe so, but I'm having a blast!" He retorted punctuated by a playful spin which ended with some jazz hands. This earned a laugh from both Vera and the rest of the bar's occupants, several of whom had also started grooving ever so slightly to the song. Mega extended his hand to Vera, and raised his eyebrows expectantly. "May I have this dance, milady?
Vera rolled her eyes, but accepted the wastelander's hand and allowed him to haul her to her feet. "Don't make me regret this, Mega."
"I make no promises~" He snarked, before resuming his dancing. Soon enough, the entire bar was either dancing along to the song or simply enjoying to music. Even Thorn, the normally stoic and unfazed bartender, cracked a smile and drummed his fingers along to the beat.
The Wasteland was a terrible place. It was full of death, betrayal, chaos, and the constant threat of war.
But for that one night? It wasn't such a bad place to be.