The second version of Wasteland Half-Life, zip format.
In the time before the Wastes, the leaders of the land said that their great weapons were built as sentinels of peace. So full of confidence, so ruined by ego, our leaders cut a daring path into the future. A path now littered with the corpses of their followers. Their pride overcame them, and they misjudged their enemies - enemies they themselves had forged from their desire for armed supremacy. Those times were filled with dark machines - man was ruled by them. They knew nothing of the hunt, nothing of fighting for water and territory. Man was weak, and fat from his luxury. This weakness was exploited by the land's enemies across the ocean. They defeated our blind princes, and conquered our weak people, but they made a grave error. They were right in believing the people weak, for they were. However, they failed to realize the extent of their selfishness. You see, my friend, the Wastes were not our enemies' doing. They were our own. We could not stand the thought of enemies occupying our territories, so we took the only option left to us. We destroyed them. Every city was burned with the High Fire. Every crop was diseased with the Grey. The very old and the very young were the first to die. The Grey took them as it took our crops. The High Fire ravaged the East and made it uninhabitable; many left that bleak place for a better home in the West, only to find that the Grey had taken nearly everything. Now we scrounge as rats, when once we gorged ourselves as kings. We kill for food, water and gasoline. We kill to survive the Wastes. The weapons that our fallen soldiers once commanded are now within our grip. Life is not as it was then - soft, warm, easy. We cannot live as they did, we have only one goal:
To see the dawn.
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Fifteen years ago, The Wastes (then known as Wasteland Half-Life) fell upon this world like a ruthless warhead. It's ok if you forgot, for we haven't even thrown a party...yet. So why don't you join a few games of The Wastes on WON2 or Steam, or perhaps remember the times you bashed heads open with your sledgehammer on 56k. While you're having nostalgia, we're happy to tell you that something is cooking up. Sadly it's not ready, and even if you played years ago you have to wait like everyone else, but later this week we have something historic of our own to show. We hope you will love it. In other late news, we have added all the old releases of The Wastes so they're now properly archived for the modern era. Till then, Happy 15th Birthday The Wastes!