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"The Cluckening"
You heard the warnings, seen the signs. There’d be accounts of some urban legend that stalked Boulder Cove’s ruins, a mischievous being known for playing pranks and tricks on passing travelers. But you ignored those tall tales and headed into that bygone town, unknowingly sealing your fate to The Cluckening.
Your first step marked the beginning of many unfortunate events. First, you lost your rations. Then your compass. Your boots would re-lace themselves backwards. Your radio played chicken clucks at full volume. You once even looked down to find googly eyes glued to your backpack.
The interiors were even worse. Traps rigged with glitter bombs. Doors that locked behind you. A whole hallway coated in grease. It was insane, crazy. And you were about to leave this wretched place if the mastermind behind all this hadn’t let herself be known.
”How does the silly human like Cuco’s pranks!”
The raspy words of some eccentric madwoman bellowed from atop the roof of Boulder Cove’s school. There would stand a RAD-4 mutant, her form decorated by lightweight wasteland armor painted in various orange. Yellow eyes glowed from behind a matching orange helmet that masked the rest of the mutant’s face, with a red mohawk made from broom bristles sprouting upward.
”Cuco has more pranks in store for the silly human! More pranks right inside!”
The mutant, presumedly Cuco, let out a wild laugh before turning back into the school. She was clearly an eccentric creature, obsessed with a passion of pranking, but at least she didn’t seem overtly dangerous. Perhaps she was separated from the hivemind.
Nevertheless, you readied yourself, steeling your nerves as you crossed threshold into that school… and whatever pranks and traps alike might be waiting in every room.