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| - __TOC__ It's the past. It's the future. It's a little of both. The Fallout world is not quite our own. Somewhere along the way, it diverged. It's still recognizably our world, but with some changes. One of which was World War III, which lasted a very brief amount of time, but was unbelievably destructive. More energy was released in the early moments of that war than all previous conflicts combined. Across the battered remnants of America, and around the world, factions fight over the scraps of their ancestor's folly. Survival is a constant way of life for those that still care.
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| - __TOC__ It's the past. It's the future. It's a little of both. The Fallout world is not quite our own. Somewhere along the way, it diverged. It's still recognizably our world, but with some changes. One of which was World War III, which lasted a very brief amount of time, but was unbelievably destructive. More energy was released in the early moments of that war than all previous conflicts combined. Also released was a mutated form of FEV - the Forced Evolutionary Virus. A combination of the FEV and the radiation in the air, earth and water caused all sorts of havoc among the survivors. Mutant creatures, mutant humans, plague, death and despair—it was a really bad time. Not everyone struggled in the wastelands... A few, a lucky few, survived deep in the underground Vaults, built previous to the war at great expense to the taxpayer (and great profit to Vault-Tec!) This, however, is not their story. Many years after the devastation of WWIII, humanity (and the mutant scum that appeared) slowly began to crawl back out of the gutter of life. Of course, not everyone was particularly pleased about this. Many factions developed, and these factions moved into conflict with each other. This is a little closer to our current story. Wars in the Fallout world are no longer fought with ICBMs, large armies, directed particle beam weapons, navies, air forces and other implements of civilized warfare. It has been reduced to men (and women) armed with whatever is available, perhaps a knife or an ancient rifle, and fought with small numbers. Bands of combatants, little better than gangs in the worse cases, fight for territory, salvage and, of course, for blood. The Brotherhood of Steel is one of the few factions devoted to making the world safer for everyone (even if everyone doesn't want it safer). The Mutant hordes, remnants of the huge super mutant army of the Master and the Unity, struggle to find peace amongst the very people they were designed to replace. Raiders, and their technological savant brothers called Reavers, fight over the scraps of civilization. The strange Beastlords roam the wastes, enslaving the will of mutant critters. And a new menace, one that truly puts the Steel into the Brotherhood, has been recently discovered. Is this robotic plague the bane of humanity or a key to the reconstruction of a better time? Across the battered remnants of America, and around the world, factions fight over the scraps of their ancestor's folly. Survival is a constant way of life for those that still care. The War is long over, but the battle continues...
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