This is a fanfic based in the Fallout universe, circa 2280. That's around the
same time as Fallout 3 / New Vegas. It explores the genetic experiments
conducted by the pre-war government, separation, and their lasting effects on
the survivors of the Southeastern Commonwealth.
A scout, medic, and werewolf track down a drunk gunsman. Werwolf learns to play a game - and loses.
All comment and critiques are welcome. Note, this more than likely contains
strong language.