Let's hit the slots!

[Alfred F. Jones]

Alfred brushed the hair out of his eyes as he squinted at the horizon, "Hmm..I /think/ that's a town..or maybe just raider ruins," he muttered to himself as he adjusted the gun on his back.

"Either way, I have to check..they might have some prisoners," he shrugged as he made his way closer to the small buildings in his sight, not knowing what lays beyond them, a much bigger, much shinier city.

[Feliciano Vargas]

Feliciano whined and sat on a stool inside a small cafe. He was surrounded by regular people, but they /all/ had money. He didnt. It took him a long while to save up money and get here, and now it was gone. He didnt know what to do as he looked at everyone having fun and .... eating, oh my what delicious food...


He frowned and walked outside to face the sun, putting on his goggles and looking around for any danger, even though it was unlikely he would face any... or save himself.