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One of the downsides of portable nuclear power is the rare-ish occasion when the special containers that keep all that wonderful, yet extremely deadly energy inside, rupture. On those occasions, the unluckiest citizens of the wasteland, their Geiger counters in the shop, stumble upon one of these. Prized only by the Children of Atom, Ghouls and the insane, these ruined and corrupted containers of radioactive material now leak their eternal poison into the cracked asphalt and parched earth of the wastes, waiting to be disposed of, worshipped, or even wielded, if the legends of Far Harbor are to be believed...
...And now this one can be yours, wastelander. Choose wisely...
[No actual radioactive material included]
Design by ManEatMoon, Paint by Atlas Omnicorp
One of the downsides of portable nuclear power is the rare-ish occasion when the special containers that keep all that wonderful, yet extremely deadly energy inside, rupture. On those occasions, the unluckiest citizens of the wasteland, their Geiger counters in the shop, stumble upon one of these. Prized only by the Children of Atom, Ghouls and the insane, these ruined and corrupted containers of radioactive material now leak their eternal poison into the cracked asphalt and parched earth of the wastes, waiting to be disposed of, worshipped, or even wielded, if the legends of Far Harbor are to be believed...
...And now this one can be yours, wastelander. Choose wisely...
[No actual radioactive material included]
Design by ManEatMoon, Paint by Atlas Omnicorp
One of the downsides of portable nuclear power is the rare-ish occasion when the special containers that keep all that wonderful, yet extremely deadly energy inside, rupture. On those occasions, the unluckiest citizens of the wasteland, their Geiger counters in the shop, stumble upon one of these. Prized only by the Children of Atom, Ghouls and the insane, these ruined and corrupted containers of radioactive material now leak their eternal poison into the cracked asphalt and parched earth of the wastes, waiting to be disposed of, worshipped, or even wielded, if the legends of Far Harbor are to be believed...
...And now this one can be yours, wastelander. Choose wisely...
[No actual radioactive material included]
Design by ManEatMoon, Paint by Atlas Omnicorp