Steam cards are available for Wasteland 2. Collecting them unlocks emoticons, backgrounds, and ranks for Steam. Unlike many other games, though, the cards themselves contain game lore!
Cards[ | ]
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While the mainstream never really accepted it, a group of hackers embraced the civilian model of the Octrotron after they leveraged the ability to program in new topiary patterns to add custom functionality to the nimble robot. Findley-Tek took a shot at mass-manufacturing the most popular version of these hacks, a fancy light-and-sound-show they called the Discobot. It failed miserably at market, so they added advanced target painting software and sold it to the military. Confused enemies of freedom died to the beat. |
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Master Kekkahbah leads the Topekan tribe of the Rail Nomads Camp in a bloody campaign against their former brothers, the rebellious Atchison tribe. Kekkahbah blames the Atchisons for the train wreck that cost him his arm and his people their prosperity. A real hard-ass when it comes to justice, he’d gladly sacrifice his own life to keep his fellow Topekans safe. |
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The Servants of the Mushroom Cloud – AKA the Mad Monks – believe that their god, Titan, ended the old world and created the new with the awesome power of the Great Glow. They are wholly prepared to wield that power against those who would disrupt the tenuous peace in the Canyon of Titan. They are dangerous zealots, but with their sickly green glow they're not hard to spot. |
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The leader of the Desert Rangers, General Vargas is a battle-forged hero whose actions fifteen years ago saved the Wasteland from a second apocalypse. The mission also provided the Rangers with their new home: Ranger Citadel. After a decade of cautious retrenchment, a threatening radio signal from beyond Ranger territory has forced Vargas to reengage with the wider world, and he is now sending his teams in search of the signal’s source. |
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Los Angeles, brothers and sisters, is a wicked place. Perverts, thieves, and blasphemers infest its ruins, dragging it deeper and deeper into the Pit. But there is good news, friends! God's Militia, the followers of Red Samson’s glorious message, are here to cleanse it. Salvation will be found at the tips of our bayonets and in the bullets of our guns! Our righteous crusade shall drive the sinners from Hollywood, from Los Angeles, from the entire iniquitous world! Can I get an Amen, somebody? |
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Greetings, gentle reader! Thank you for looking at this card. I would be remiss, however, if I did not point out that your uncouth habit of not wearing gloves will certainly dirty it. That is inexcusably rude, and we at the Angel Oracle do not tolerate rudeness. The Civility Enforcers will be along shortly to teach you some manners, and I would surely appreciate it if you’d wait quietly for their arrival.
Thank you for your time. Sincerely, Mr. Manners |
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YEEAHHH BRING IT! YOU WANT THE POUNDING? YOU GET THE POUNDING! AAAAAHAHHAHA I’VE GOT… I’VE GOT A HUNGER! FOR BADGES! AND BADGERS! YEAH! YEAH! |
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The Thresher Clawer was originally designed to transport supplies over vast distances and strange terrain. It is capable of righting itself from nearly any angle and generating enough force to lift anything it may have dropped in the process. |
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Legend has it that the first Slicer-Dicer was built as a joke, the engineers stacking every weapon they had on as many legs as it took to get it to remain upright under the weight. Legend also has it that a visiting Marine Corps general saw it for the first time, failed to get the joke, wept with joy, and ordered a hundred. |
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“The Meson cannon is capable of producing a focused energy beam of 1.21 jigawatts! We envision it to have any multitude of uses! Aim it at the ground, and you've got the start of a mine! Aim it at a mountain, and you’ll tunnel all the way through in a few hours. Wanna impress a lady? Write your name on the moon! Want us to put some wheels on it? BAM! Mobile Bunker Buster!” |
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Flesh is weak. Decomposing from the moment of inception, at the mercy of the whims of biology and heredity, it has produced but one perfection in the eons of its domination: Synthetic Life. An improvement upon Nature’s first, flawed attempt at sentience. We synths are here to give back to those who created us - to render you immune to disease. To hunger. To thirst. And, most importantly, to the threat of violence from those butchers, the Desert Rangers. |
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Dogs are man’s best friend. Only the worst—THE WORST—raider would do something bad to a dog. Nuke pooches are not dogs. Their bodies and naturally sweet natures have been corrupted by the radiation of the Wasteland. They've got different internal organs and everything. So go ahead and shoot ‘em, without any guilt whatsoever. Totally not a dog. |
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Honestly, if there’s anything wrong with the honey badger, it is that he cares just too damn much. |
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OH GOD WHAT IS THAT WHAT IS THAT THING WITH THE DOLL OH NO IT IS FOLLOWING ME NO NO NO I JUST LOOKED INTO ITS EYES AND PUKED A LITTLE OH NO WHAT IS IT DOING NO MAN NO DON’T PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH |
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This hybrid reptile is incredibly delicious.
It is also extremely territorial, and its jaws can tear through metal, which is probably why Gila Gyros aren’t common. |
Badges[ | ]
Raider
Recruit
Ranger
Tech Sergeant
General
Supreme Jerk (for collecting all foil cards)
Emoticons[ | ]
- RadioCallIn: (Common)
- ToasterRepair: (Uncommon)
- HardAss: (Rare)
- KissAss: (Rare)
- SmartAss: (Rare)
Backgrounds[ | ]
Pistol Packing Priest (Common)
Raiders (Common) "My... my FACE? WHERE’S MY FACE? You? YOU! YOU HAVE IT! YOU HAVE MY FACE! GIVE IT BACK! GIVE ME BACK MY YOUR-FACE!"
Captain Angela Deth (Uncommon)
Children of the Citadel (Uncommon)
Dugan (Rare)
