User blog:MC Escher/Bears....are god less killing machines.

So I haven't been in the West Elizabeth area for terribly long. Prior to tonight, my only encounter with bears in-game was when one got shot and killed along side me by some random guy as I was walking along the road. My fear of these bears started when I first discovered the log cabin by Aurora Basin. I went inside the cabin, and the second I turned back around I saw through the foggy, dirty windows, two dark shapes sniffing about outside. Luckily I was safe, and I killed my first bear from inside that cabin. At the time I did not know where the other one went.

Tonight I decided to eradicate this irrational fear of pixelated bears. I purchased my Buffalo Rifle, the single most powerful rifle in the game, and headed out towards the Tall Trees with the sole intent of hunting me some bears. I was wearing a tuxedo.

I make it to the edge of the Tall Trees, ready to enter the forest in the dead of night when out of nowhere I hear the distinct sound of a bears footsteps. I manage to turn around before not one, but two bears ambush me from the shadows. I nearly have a heart attack and only get one shot off before the end. Remember when I said I didn't know where the other bear went at Aurora Basin? I now know that the surviving bear went to the dark wretched corners of the forest to let all of bear-kind know my misdeed. Those two bears were waiting for me at the edge of that forest. They knew I was coming to kill them. I woke up back at Blackwater, slowly recovering from the attack. Fuck the Buffalo Rifle. I take out my Evans Repeater. While substantially less powerful than the buffalo rifle, the Evans can hold up to 22 bullets in a single round, whereas the Buffalo can only hold one. Stocked up with chewing tobacco and moonshine, I head back towards the Tall Trees. This time I make camp just outside the forest and save my game.