The Wasteland is a cruel and unforgiving for one who was not born and raised there.
The disembodied voices and cries of those anguished in the flames still echo throughout the Wasteland. After the door to Stable 30 is opened for the first time in 200 years, my sister had thrown herself out and beyond the door to explore the world beyond the large steel door that had been keeping us all protect for over two centuries. Now with her gone, I leave the Stable also, in search of reuniting with her once again.
Along my journey across the Wasteland, I meet more than enough friends to keep me occupied. And even some enemies along the way -- however, I would never let them stand in my way, I would never let them prevent me from finding the last bit of family I had left. My name is Tornado Dash and this is my story.
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