We continue with another writing and style evolution entry of the dystopian/post-apocalyptic action comedy mess that is The Diary of The Wasteland Bear God.
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We continue with another writing and style evolution entry of the dystopian/post-apocalyptic action comedy mess that is The Diary of The Wasteland Bear God.
Space. The final, but not really final, frontier. These are the sentences from episode two of The Diary Wasteland Bear God. There's more to come!
The massive and exciting conclusion of Season One of "The Diary of the Wasteland Bear God" is here! There will be many monsters slain, and people killed off. A comet, a little bit of this, and a little bit of that. Then we'll have an ice-cold pint and wait for all this to blow over.
The portal is open and has unleashed Hell and more. Can our heroes defeat the villainous Diablo and the heinous villains from another universe...other universes...? Find out!
Ben struggles to maintain his sanity over doubt and his emotions. The portal spits out Diablo. The shit starts to hit the fan. It's also Friday. Shit. Just. Got. Real. #ITSREAL
Rob drops a line, addressing that the "season" of "The Diary of The Wasteland Bear God" will be ending soon. More details inside!
Our fantastic group of heroes penetrate (ha!) the defenses of the Toymaker and confront him at the portal, where he is summoning baddies from multiple universes. Look out, kids. Dark Souls 3 is coming to the Wasteland. Also, imagine that bass beat... do it!
Our intrepid heroes ventured through the Wasteland back towards the Toymaker’s lair…facility…house…apartment? Hideout? What the hell is it again exactly? It’s like an island…lair…thing. That doesn’t help. Whatever. We’re gonna go with base. Alright, let’s start over again. — Our intrepid heroes ventured through the Wasteland back towards the Toymaker’s base. The group set on exacting vengeance for the settlement […]
The Toymaker’s eyes moved line to line as to the quantity and kind, to use for his preparations against the Bear God and his friends. “Let’s see, barrels of radioactive waste, acid, all the mechanized Ghouls, the hybrid Mutants, modified Synths, upgraded Raiders.” His eyes stopped at the various mechanized Wasteland creatures he had captured. A grin sprawled across his […]