Journal Day:135. Today Davis and I were waking towards the next town when two men held us up. They wanted my money and my gun. Well the leader got my bullets instead.
So this may not be a great MOC but I had to post it to avoid the crushing sadness of the fact that this is all that remains of a whole set of Dios and Vigs I had planned following the life of this awesome Wastelander. Maybe I'll revisit this idea someday. And in case you're wondering who Davis is, he's the dog.