August, 1999. You're a fresh college grad passing the time in your parents' rural retreat before the tourist season picks up and your first job as "Junior Researcher" at a nearby wildlife-themed resort begins. Located on the outskirts of the run down backwater town called Redridge, the crickets and your empty beer bottles are your only companions. It's getting late, and you decide to put on a pot of coffee and throw something in the microwave...just then, you hear a pounding at the door. Then...the windows.
Netoxy, back at it again. Who knew Caleb had the rizz?
I didn't know Caleb was into this kinky stuff. I'm not one to judge, so I'll wait until I have to kick his little *** again.
She bucked him off. He's dead...again. It's all about her and Louis now.
Bloody hell...
This is the type of chaos that heath games has strived to embody since day one. And now we are here. Started from the bottom now we're here.
Didn't even realise this mod was from the same people who made half rats, boy am i in for a treat.
Caleb is a reminder to us all: don't let your kinks be dreams.
Also that the morning exercise (and a dash of forbidden lore) leads to a long and healthy life. By the time of Redridge he would be what, some century-and-a-half old, give or take?
Yeah, just about. Although, again, the mods aren't canon. Caleb actually only ever existed in a dream that HR had in 1906. And Trask was just a landlord. Nothing more. I'd say Caleb is living the dream here...before he got bucked off.
Caleb's privet life. =)
based, tbh
Everything we do, and all our fans are based. Just the way of it.