West Glocksbury

""Why don't the cops that hang in Glocksbury patrol over here? I just walked passed a stabbing and pretended not to notice. These fuckers are ruthless. The kind that will kill someone the moment after they !revive. A gang member at least has standards, while these serial killers do whatever they want. The like violence for the sake of violence. Even the lowly Cop Killers have a purpose: To kill cops and rowdys. That's respectable on some level. These people terrify me. Even though the actual buildings are in strangely good condition and modernization, I'm leaving right now.""

- Niboe

Channel Description
An otherwise unremarkable residential district with a distressingly high violent crime rate.

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Glocksbury-styled neighborhoods continue into its western counterpart, though liberated from the oppressive yolk of the city’s police department enforcing its poor attempts at enforcing societal values. This, coupled with its location on the outer edge of the city leads to some brutal, cruel crimes being perpetrated by maniacs with little grip on reality. Gunshots ring out regularly from somewhere in the distance, behind laundromats and barber shops. West Glocksbury’s startlingly high violent crime rate may make even some of the most jaded residents of the city may get nervous.

Based Hardware
A hardware store right beside a gas station. This place is a fucking mess, even by your standards. Cluttered stacks of washing machines and other various household necessities tower over you, turning the place into a goddamn corn maze made out of worn out appliances. Your only saving grace in terms of navigation is the piss-yellow incandescent lighting fixed to the ceiling. On the radio, you can hear a Sludgefest rendition of 'Hardware Store' by Weird-Al Yankovic quietly echoing throughout the makeshift corridors on loop. You think it'd be best to find what your looking for and make a dash to the checkout section, before some psychopath pulls you aside and bashes your skull in.

Oilscum Avenue
This place looks and smells like fresh grease. Gas stations, convenience stores, and fast food chains define Oilscum as the main truck stop of the city. This is West Glocksbury, though, so 65% of said gas stations have already been burned to the ground or siphoned out for other arson-based activities.

Scanty Heights
Walking along this road, you would think you stumbled into a series of haunted houses right next to each other. Unexpectedly, this is all abandoned low income housing. They were originally much more expensive, but once it settled in that moving here was a complete death wish, the prices went way down. You could squat here for free if you wanted, assuming you could kill one of the freaks already doing just that.

Goosh Creek
The slime river that splits West Glocksbury and Polonium Hill might look relaxing from a distance, but get any closer and you find it has turned into an off-white foul-smelling shell of its former self. The ash(snow?) from Polonium Hill blows south and mixes with the river, creating this disgusting, impure sluice. How convenient that this substance is so much easier to drown in than normal slime…

Highway 89-A
This crumbling piece of infrastructure is the last highway out of the city, as such bandits love to rob the absolute fuck out of anyone entering or exiting. Serial killers and other assorted freaks also make their living preying on the sparse traffic here.