The IntroVault

07/15/2024

This is less for our Introvert friends and more for our Extrovert and Ambivert friends!

Have you wanted to volunteer for Wasteland Weekend, but none of the available positions involved eno

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10/18/2023

10/12/2023

Some tribes last a long time, some only an event or two. Not everyone writes such an amazing sendoff.

10/07/2023

Tickets for 2024 will go on sale Friday, October 13th, 2023 at 9am (Pacific).

https://www.neotropolis.com/tickets

10/05/2023

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10/05/2023

Some mornings at Wasteland 😅

10/04/2023

I'm happy to have touched base with so many tribes and people for talking about The IntroVault and our hopes for Neo '24 and WW '24. 24 is a good number. 2 dozen, even number, mathematically comforting. Not really sure why, but I'm looking forward to everything we're trying to accomplish!

Please remember to keep an eye out for us to help guide the Introvert or Newbie to the desert (planet) and help them to feel welcome and home!

10/03/2023

Incoming transmission on Friday October 6th....

09/22/2023

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09/19/2023

The Lore abounds. You never know what you’ll find out in the dust!

Sutler's Treasure

"Well, s**t! It’s the end of the world and we still have to do paperwork." Sutler sighed, grabbed another drink, and continued with his report. “Problem of last week solved with Tier 3 negotiations.” That should keep Doc and the Captain happy, using official language.

Sutler reflected back on how he got to this place. His main side business was trading and spiritual business with various feral groups. As Doc said, they’re Sutler’s kind of crazy. For the most part, those groups knew to leave alone the caravans with Sutler’s mark on them for passage, but a few days ago he’d come across the remains of a caravan recently raided and massacred. The scene had all the trademarks of a local tribe that Sutler was on good terms with, so it was time to find out what's going on. As it turned out, the head of the tribe was claiming he is was getting his orders from a "demon-spirit-ghost-type thing he has in a bottle."

“Process of negotiations,” the form read. What if this isn't secure? Sutler scrawled, "Bottoms up, Socrates." The Captain liked codes and Doc was a man of history. They could figure it out. S**t, maybe Suter needed a scribe.

“Outcome: Once again at a peaceful accord.” Sutler. Booze Witch.

Done. That's two problems taken care of.

“Now…what to do with you?” Sutler’s gaze fell on the bottle sitting on the table. The colored glass disguised whatever color the liquid was but it did have a faint glow. The bottle itself was unnaturally warm to the touch and he could swear that if he looked at it out of the corner of his eye he could see something moving within.

"So what do we do with you?” Doc, being a man of reason, would never believe the claims made about this thing but he might have a scientific answer, which still sounded like witchcraft. The great gathering was coming up. There were a few people Sutler could reach out to there for potential answers.

That was probably the best solution.

There was just one thing that kept going through Sutler’s head.

" I wonder what it tastes like?"

09/15/2023

Couriers wanted!

Travel the wastes, met new people, make new enemies and deliver raw, uncooked potatoes to friends and foes alike!

Sign up at the Repairasites camp 10-1 Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.

09/15/2023

The Wasteland Independent Investigation Agency Needs You!

09/15/2023

The Dinki-Dive Menu for WW 2023 is here! We look forward to serving all you hungry Wastelanders. And remember we got all the Ice you need and cold bottled water for a Buck. Tax included in Prices.