Information about Data Recorder from Episode: Volge Incursion named Nasty War Machines.
Frontier Truth Broadcast 109
Greetings and slow mutations. Today’s words: The Volge.
The ark fall has bestowed us a bounty of ugly little gifts, but this may be the coup de grace. These nasty war machines make razor rain seem like a quaint spring shower.
They spend most of their days in the Storm Divide, but they’re known to take a leisurely stroll from time to time. If you see them coming, tie your tennis shoes and do a one eighty.
Unless you’ve got a supercharged reaper modified by Karl Von Bach himself, don’t even think about defending your property. Go! Vamos! Gonzo!
Sure, if you’re lucky enough to pierce their organic body armor you may drop one, but he’ll be back. Word is their DNA produces clone-like offspring, which means that same ten foot brute may come a knocking one day.
Recap people. See Volge? Run. Don’t run? Die. Until next time, be good to each other. Stay safe, don’t stop questioning… Defiance and all that. This is Western Marx.
