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Station of the Sands - Warlord Waves

Broadcasting across the endless expanse of the wastelands, Warlord Waves is the infamous radio station controlled by none other than the Immortan himself. Perched atop the rusted remnants of an ancient broadcasting tower, the station is a beacon of dominance, echoing through the barren land with its crackling, gravelly signal.

The Immortan’s voice booms through makeshift radios cobbled together from scavenged parts, commanding the attention of survivors, scavengers, and marauders alike. His words are a mix of ruthless propaganda, fiery declarations of his power, and guttural war cries. Interspersed between his sermons are thundering war drums, guttural chants of his war boys, and distorted tracks of pre-apocalypse metal music to fuel the fire in the hearts of his followers.

From time to time, the Immortan grants airwaves to his trusted lieutenants, who broadcast warnings, demands for tribute, or the triumphant tales of blood-soaked raids. Occasionally, captured enemies are forced to speak live on air, pleading for mercy or confessing crimes against the Immortan’s rule, their trembling voices adding a chilling edge to the broadcast.

Listeners know when the station is live by the distant rumble of engines and the thunderous roar of war rigs in the background. It's said that the Immortan broadcasts from a vantage point that overlooks the massive Citadel, with his loyal war boys working tirelessly to keep the station running, using human-powered generators and salvaged tech.

Warlord Waves isn’t just a station—it’s a constant reminder of who controls the wasteland. It’s as much a psychological weapon as it is a source of entertainment for the twisted remnants of humanity, keeping them tethered to the Immortan’s iron grip with every bone-rattling broadcast.

“WITNESS ME, WASTELANDS! THE IMMORTAN LIVES ETERNAL!” booms the closing line of every show before the signal fades into static, leaving behind a haunting silence in the sands.

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The Immortan’s voice booms through makeshift radios cobbled together from scavenged parts, commanding the attention of survivors, scavengers, and marauders alike. His words are a mix of ruthless propaganda, fiery declarations of his power, and guttural war cries. Interspersed between his sermons are thundering war drums, guttural chants of his war boys, and distorted tracks of pre-apocalypse metal music to fuel the fire in the hearts of his followers.
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