Establishing "Order"
Continue to play Awakening. Occasionally mutter words of praise as someone (in-game) makes a great hit.
Lilith taps away at her DS Screen, continuing to guide her miniature virtual soldiers through the field of battle. She had been through this combat scenario hundreds upon hundreds of times, but she still gave it her complete focus, cooing over her army like they were her children. The people around Lilith would gradually back away from her, giving her some extra space. Children were encouraged not to stare. In an unlucky move, Lilith loses one of her highest leveled soldiers. She must make a hard decision: Restart the level or continue on playing through the loss of a hero, like a real general would have to do.
Try to yell, and take control over the group.
"Everyone, PAY ATTENTION! You can mourn later, but right now, we need to shut up and survive! We need to find water and shelter now, or we'll all die."
Jim takes charge and steps forward, yelling over the commotion of the group. It would not make him popular for the moment, but right now the only shot they had at all surviving would be sticking together with some sense of organization. [7+1] His barking does the trick and the pandemonium dies down to a chatter. He explains that the immediate survival of the group depends on finding water and shelter as soon as possible. A few of the more spry people ask Jim what they need to do in order to find these things, but others are hesitant and say that they should go back and check around the entrance of the vault, in case anyone survived the fire and made it out but wasn't able to find the group.
Calm people down.
"Jim, cool your tits. Everyone is having a hard time and your yelling isn't going to help anything."
[1] After Jim's successful job of reducing the panic, Kyle talks to the last few hysterical people. Just as he is comforting a mother distraught over the loss of her children, someone lunges at him from behind. It turns out to be Archie, the resident drunkard, who Kyle had to constantly throw out of his bar late at night, in fact, he was one of the few people that ever provoked the bartender from having to pull his sawed-off shotgun off the wall. The two of them tangle in the dirt, Archie on top, "You're done making a fool of me you crook! I'll beat your head in before you take another bottle away from me!" (6 vs. 5) He grabs Kyle's face with one hand like he was trying to crush his face inwardly, while his opposite hand smashes into Kyle's left shoulder, threatening to break it.
Approach some of the other survivors.
"Can you not see the Elder Ones are punishing us for our arrogant disbelief! They shall consume the souls of the unfaithful and spill the blood of all who oppose them! We must appease the great elder gods with blood and worship!"
[6+2] Noah runs around, holding up his book of the ones who watch over the universe, spitting out a lecture on how they can find solace in the Elder Ones. Most are able to disregard Noah as just getting involved in more of his antics, but his words attract the attention of certain people: the young, the old, the gullible, the spiritually "lost", and especially those who had lost family in the Great Inferno. It made most sense to them, that this was a message from somewhere beyond, that it was no freak fire but a sign for them, giving them a purpose to go on after they had already lost everything.
Get a lay of the land. What's the terrain around the vault like?
Zachary was one of the lucky ones who not only escaped the blaze unscathed, but quickly was able to reunite with his brother afterwards. [2] Zachary climbs up one of the nearby trees to secure a vantage point of the land. Looking around from the top he spots only the tops of trees and mountains, nothing out of the ordinary or particularly interesting. The branches of the trees is flimsy which would make poor material, Zachary is careful on his descent not to end up breaking the branches he supports himself on. The soil is hard, cold and rocky, it would be unlikely that it could support crops. The flora that does grow on the ground is hardy and not anything nutritious for a human.
"Enough with Elder Ones for now man! we can appease them later! right now we need to cover the basics, water, shelter and food.
Let find us something to drink then we can think about gong all road warrior for the dank ones or what ever."
Lilly interrupts Noah.
Try to find "drinkable" water (any thing with out to much mud or dead stuff in it)
Lilly pushes past Noah and heads through the treeline, looking for a water source that would be safe to drink. [9] She disappears from the sight of the rest of the group, following any signs of water. After moving through a clearing, she comes across a sight as beautiful as her old modified chopper, or that time when Leylos Vardiez, the Colombian underdog, won the MMA championship in the fourth round with a leaping uppercut; there's a whole lake in front of her stretching out from far beyond her position, and besides some plant life on its uppermost layer, the water looks clean enough to drink. Lilly is brave enough to taste it and its purity is superior to anything that she had ever swallowed back in the vault. [3] Lilly rushes back into the forest to tell the group about her discovery, but when she stops to catch her breath she realizes that she doesn't know how exactly she got here. She calls out into the forest to no response, her voice vanishing into the stale air.
"Okay look, I'll level with you. You're scaring people, and right now we need to be calm. The stuff I have will make everything seem okay for awhile. Try it, okay? It's free."
Offer joint to Noah.
Beans interrupts Noah's impromptu missionary work by placing a hand on his shoulder and shoving a joint in his mouth. He encourages him to light up and try it out, promising that it's "high quality shit".
"Okay, okay. What about shelter though, this lot looks pretty stunned and to be honest I don't think that we'll be able to build a large enough shelter to fit us all before dark. Are there any caves around here that you know of?"
Owen attempts to remember things about the terrain.
[?] Owen thinks about the terrain when he first came here, but he was young when they came, on the way in the car ride over, he was thinking more about what his new room would look like and what new toys he would get rather than focusing on what the terrain looked like. He barely got a glimpse of it all those years ago, very few of the people here were locals, most coming from hundreds or thousands of miles away. The memories of what this place looked like eight years ago have slipped his mind, disappearing from him like tears in the rain.
I follow along, and decide to tie the Dumbells together using the towel, making a sort of Morningstar.
[8] Whatever puts his gym bag on the ground, pulling out his towel and dumbbells from the inside. With a stroke of innovation, he takes his towel and wraps the ends on the center bar of each dumbbell. Soon his creation is complete, an improvised weapon made out of unlikely materials. He gives it a swing and the towel holds, but there was no evidence that it wouldn't fall apart after hitting a solid object. He paces around, swinging his new tool. Whatever christens his invention the "Dumb-Star".
A recurring topic in vault gossip was over Whatever and Lilith, based on the speculation that the two of them would make a good couple based on their common traits: Young, attractive, unsocial, dedicated to perfecting their skills in extremely limited and impractical areas, possible psychological disorders.
Pack up the gear. Find Jim Henson and Joshua Ashwood.
"Jim, Joshua. I think, I found some traces of civilization out there. Picked up some radio chatter from south, can't tell much more, the signal is very weak, seems to be around 60 to 80 miles away. That's around... 3 days of travel. And we don't know who they are."
After a while of though.
"Too bad I didn't take the Geiger counter with me. Hope we aren't taking too much dosage. Unfortunately I don't have the gear to rig one up."
After noticing Owen.
"Oh, hello Owen, how are you doing, kid?"
Offer to help with peacekeeping operations, get my pupils to do some community work helping around the place.
George packs up his radio set after contact and reports his findings back to the security officers, and additionally offers his services to them in whatever he can do to help keep everyone calm. He tells his students to help the group do their tasks, but they are confused since large-scale community operations have not been set up by any leader figure yet.
Tucker Shawn mills around the group, occasionally pulling out his revolver, inspecting it, and reholstering it. After the fire he felt a newfound attraction the weapon; it was likely the last connection he had to his family who were much too deep in the vault to escape the fire. He could swear he heard his father telling him that the firearm was not a toy, like he had done so many times previously....
John Reed sat on a stump feeling oddly unoccupied. He was usually bustling back and forth in the surgery section of the vault hospital, attending patients day in and out for long hours. Now after a great catastrophe, every survivor had come out unscathed, or with such small injuries that he couldn't do anything for them. All of the high-tech surgical equipment and technology he once had was suddenly gone. Now, in this time of displacement and calamity, the doctor could ironically rest for the first time in years....
Name: Kyle Johnson (kj1225)
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Occupation: Bartender (+2 Charisma; +1 Dexterity)
Brief Biography:
Inventory: Sawed-Off Shotgun (2/2), 2 Bottle of Vodka, 1 Bottle of Whiskey, 1 Case of Cigarettes, Lighter
Health:
Left Shoulder - Bruising, Pain
Name: Lilith Vironne (Sentient Bowtie)
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Occupation: Playing Fire Emblem: Awakening, mostly. She had other games too, but Awakening was always her favorite. (+2 Combat Strategy, +1 Logistics)
Brief Biography: What do you do while stuck in a fallout shelter for several years with your favorite DS game and a charger? Play the hell out of it, of course. Lilith learned the ins and outs of the game, from almost exact hit likeliness to when and where to put someone to kill that last enemy on a level. Now she is very, very good at virtual strategy but not very good at almost anything else.
Inventory: A blue Nintendo 3DS XL, with a copy of Fire Emblem: Awakening inside. [Battery Level: -[|||] (A little less than full)], Hoodie, Sweatpants, Journal of Fire Emblem Yaoi Fanfiction
Health: [Normal]
Name: Jim Henson (Playergamer)
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Occupation: Security Officer (+2 Close-quarters Combat, +1 Intimidation)
Brief Biography: Former police officer Jim Henson was recruited by the Chief before the shelter was sealed to work security, and came here with his wife. He was working by the gate when the Inferno started, and doesn't know where his wife was.
Inventory: Pistol (8/8), Metal Baton, Pepper Spray, Handcuffs
Health: Normal
Name: Sam "Beans" Smith (Nunzillor)
Age: 21
Occupation: Illicit goods trader (+2 Trade, +1 Stealth)
Brief biography: Sam began his post-apocalypse career by buying rations (primarily beans) when food was plentiful in the vault, and selling them when times were tough. Though he eventually moved on to trading other, more frowned-upon commodities, the nickname "Beans" followed Sam through all his black market dealings. His contacts within the vault now either dead or worthless, Sam is currently preparing to restart his business in the great unknown.
Inventory: Bag of Assorted Drugs (25 Joints of Marijuana, 12 Bags of Meth, 8 Ecstasy Pills), Trenchcoat, Pocketknife
Health: Normal
Name: George Caldwell (akkudakku)
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Occupation: Teacher / Electronics nerd (+2 Electronics, +1 Teaching)
Brief Biography: Before shit hit the fan he was studying electronics. After the alarms started and he got to the shelter he became a teacher.
Inventory: Ham Radio Set, Book: How to Ham: A Guide to Amateur Radio, Laser Pointer
Health: Normal
Name: "Whatever" (Salsacookies)
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Occupation: Olympic-Level Athlete. Specialized in acrobatics. (+2 Agility, +1 Stamina)
Brief Biography: An athlete of done sort, he was in a coma after after an accident, and forgot who he was. He has a voice in his head, called "G", who acts as his coach. Only he know of him.
Inventory: Track Suit, Gym Bag, Dumb-Star
Health: Normal
Name: Joshua Ashwood (Hawk132)
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Occupation: Security Guard/Officer (+2 Close-quarters Combat, +1 Intimidation)
Brief Biography: He was working security in a local mall before nukes came. After he managed to get into the Shelter he also started working security. Go figure. He's a descendant of the legendary Wild West bounty hunter John Ashwood.
Inventory: Family Heirloom Hunting Knife, Metal Baton, Pepper Spray, Handcuffs
Health: Normal
Name: Owen Stevenson (Gamedragon)
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Occupation: Recreational Archer (+2 Archery, +1 Perception)
Brief Biography: Being a child to two quite wealthy parents, he never really had to do much work in the shelter. Instead, his friends and him played games and sports for most of their days although his favourite was always archery.
Inventory: Compound Bow, Quiver (18 Arrows), Gold Watch
Health: Normal
Name: Lilly Tiygr (Funk)
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Occupation: motorcycle express courier (+2 Motorcycles, +1 Street-fighting)
Brief Biography: Before the bomb fell she was young motorcycle enthusiast, fond of MMA and street racing.
Inventory: Trench Knife, Tire Iron, 1 Pack of Cigarettes
Health: Normal
Name: Noah Osborn (Prophet)
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Occupation: Cultist (+2 Proselytizing, +1 Stealth)
Brief Biography: Noah was one of the outcasts of the shelter. He was often avoided by others because of his insane rambling about made up gods and his ritual sacrifices of rats to his gods. He often avoided contact with others preferring to spend his time performing horrid experiments and rituals.
Inventory: Trench Knife, Black Robes, 8 Candles, Tome: N'iagwenoi Pwe?ushn G**wea Luywngxiz
Health: Normal
Name: Dale Henderson (LORD GOAT THE 120524TH)
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Occupation: Janitor (+2 Maintenance, +1 Tenacity)
Brief Biography: Dale was more or less that guy you always forget exists. He always was a Janitor for his adult life and worked at a faceless office building before Armageddon. Now, in the vault he always thought 'Well, I guess Janitors are important after all'. As Dale woke up one morning to the crackling of flames, as he ran outside, his only thoughts were 'What just happened?'
Inventory: Broom, Janitor's Uniform, Bucket, Mop
Health: Normal
Name: Zachary Angelos (Andres)
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Occupation: Ancient history student before the vault, manual labourer (unskilled) after. Hobby was the study of the tactics and equipment of ancient militaries. (+2 Ancient Combat, +1 Mechanics)
Brief Biography: Zachary entered the vault with Anthony, his older brother by two years, at 18. Since he didn't have any useful skills to contribute he just did miscellaneous labour where it was needed, mostly helping out his mechanic brother from whom he picked up a few skills. The fire happened while Zachary was reading one of his books in his bed, his brother barging in and telling him about the inferno.
Inventory: Book: ALEXANDER - The Definitive Biography, Wrench, Workman's Boots
Health: Normal
Name:Starn Gundar. (Blazing Glory)
Gender:Male.
Age:36.
Occupation:Mechanic. (+2 Mechanics, +1 Automobiles)
Brief Biography:Starn was an average car mechanic, he, like everyone else, knew the apocalypse was coming, one day while working he saw a spot in one of the cars, deciding to take his chances he took the spot and made way to Cascade shelter, he never did find out what happened to the guy who had the spot, he's supposedly the descendant of a western bandit by the same name, he thinks it's a load of rubbish though.
Inventory: Welder, Wrench, Screwdriver, Hammer
Health: Normal
Name: Tucker Shawns
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Occupation: Recreational Shooter (+2 Handguns, +1 Perception)
Brief Biography: Ticker was young when he was brought to the shelter. His father taught him to shoot using pellet guns, which were easier to get ammo for than the heirloom revolver his family possessed. While teaching him to shoot, his father would inspire him with stories of his ancestor Michael Shawns, legendary gunslinger of the Old West who once killed a group of six men without being injured. At night, his mother would tell him stories of an even more distant ancestor, Tuktu the First King, who he was named after. He spent most if his leisure time growing up practicing his marksmanship with handguns, and occasionally with the family revolver when his father would let him. On his 21st birthday, his father passed the revolver down to him. He was walking towards a shooting range near the exit when the fire broke out, and he fled with the others.
Inventory: Heirloom Revolver (6/6), Holster, Pellet Gun (50/50)
Health: Normal
Name: John Reed
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Occupation: Surgeon (+2 Medicine, +1 Blades)
Brief Biography: Fresh from the university, he escaped apocalypse only to spend eight years providing healthcare for other survivors. Perhaps, now it's time to begin anew
Inventory: Medkit, Scalpel, Forceps, Emergency Saw
Health: Normal
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