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Benny and the Bottomles Spring of Nuka-Cola by Krafty

Benny and the Bottomles Spring of Nuka-Cola

Krafty

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Unit commissioned this picture of a character he played in a Fallout-themed tabletop RPG. Benny Buckles the anthro ferret is a total wasteland thug with an overwhelming addiction to soda-pop, a rare commodity "after the bomb."

Here we see him having tracked down a mysterious "bottomless spring" of Nuka-Cola Quantum amid the marshes of the Point Lookout DLC. He was air-dropped so precisely onto the site, that his parachute caught on the tree atop the hill above the wellspring. This pulled the ropes taut and swung him down to land squarely atop the source of the churning, syrupy, glowing quagmire.

As his body slowly fills with the roiling goo, huge, turgid bubbles of radioactive carbonation congeal and rise so slowly through the air around him that for a moment he almost thinks he's adrift in a giant lava lamp. With a hiccup and a belch, a turgid and radiant bubble escapes his lips. The churning mass in his rapidly expanding gut is releasing yet more of the syrupy sweet balloons into his upper body via his lengthy and soda-hungry ferret-form.

Blushing blissfully as Benny swells and sinks ever more firmly onto the mysterious (and generous) font, he loses his balance slightly and catches a plump paw in the green muck on the hill behind him. Too enamored with chewing an especially tasty and turgid bubble in an attempt to prevent it's escape, he doesn't seem to notice the Nuka-Cola logo he'd unwittingly uncovered.

It seems this strangely smooth mound is part of a downed dirigible, a promotional blimp designed and set aloft by the Nuka-Cola company before "the war." It used to be an unmanned blimp that would scoop moisture from the air and process it into Nuka-Cola, then rain the sweet soda down onto groups of people gathered in public. It was built with a nuclear reactor that would keep it running for centuries without maintenance. Sadly, the swamp muck of post-apocalyptic Maryland is so thick that the resulting soda is more like a syrup as thick as cream. It's also highly radioactive, so the local flora and fauna have been irrevocably mutated to be a little sweeter and a lot more buoyant.