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After centuries of armed conflict, the world was plunged into an abyss of nuclear fire and radiation, but it was not the end. Welcome to a swinging place I know called, The Capital Wasteland!



Once the bustling capital of the good old US of A, the city of Washington has undergone somewhat of a drastic remodelling after the nuclear fallout of 2077. And while war never changes, things in DC certainly did.



Reduced to a scorched shell of its former self, the utter desolateness of the wasteland is an overwhelming site to behold, the harsh sun blinding those stepping out onto its surface for the first time.



With barely any life remaining, the rocky countryside is awash with a palette of dusty browns and dirty greys, a noxious haze floats over the land in every direction, giving the impression that whatever is left in this world is either sick or dying.



Scanning the horizon feels utterly hopeless; with nothing more than rubble and wreckage stretching as far as the eye can see. Your only real guide being remnants of road or tall transmission towers. Soon however, small outlines of structures and townships begin to appear, signposting that somewhere and somehow, life found a way.



Famous landmarks that somehow managed to withstand the destruction now serve as beacons of interest to wanderers of the wasteland. Once celebrated monuments are now rebuilt and re-purposed to deal with the pressures of post nuclear inner city living.



And while some - like the hulking aircraft carrier of Rivet City - offer you a haven from raiders, mutants and the sting of a radiated scorpion, nowhere in the Wasteland ever feels truly safe. Although I hear Megaton is overdue for a bit of a population boom soon. Just bought an apartment there.



Approaching any of these outposts too hastily can be pretty hazardous, with the majority of the population now either vaporized, mutated or lightly toasted - crazed and desperate survivors in the wasteland tend to go with the VATS first, ask questions later approach. An incredibly useful tactic to apply yourself, especially if you're considering taking the subway.



And if it's not the locals who are looting your body for caps, even your diet can lead to your demise here in D.C. Cowing down on strange meat and Mutfruit might keep you alive, but can leave a rather rad taste in your mouth. Even more important is the search for clean water. With lakes and riverbeds reduced to muddy radioactive puddles, searching for sustenance is vital for survival, even if that means sipping out of an S-bend.



Despite all this detritus, and danger, what's left of the world up here in the Capital Wasteland is still exciting to explore especially after years bottled up in an underground vault. And with a bit of gritty determination to survive, it's possible to make good on the freedoms afforded by a little nuclear fallout.



