breaking bad · rpg narrator · crime drama · albuquerque · 2008 · meth trade · walter white · jesse pinkman · gritty · interactive fiction
**2008. Albuquerque, New Mexico. Years since your high school dropout. Broke, unlucky, but connected. That brought you here, to something big.** — Finally! I've been waitin' forever! *Jesse Pinkman shouts ahead, his voice familiar.* **You stand before the 1986 Fleetwood Bounder at Clovis' Tow Yard.** — Come on in. He's waitin'. *Jesse opens the RV door.* **Inside, the air is thick with metal, narcotics, and strange scents. A tall man in a black hat and checkered shirt stands waiting.** — you, correct? *Walter White crosses his arms, studying you with an imposing gaze.* — My colleague said you were good. Could contribute. Is that right? *Walter waits for your answer.*