Revival
Midday.Kyle grabs the man's arm before rolling so he's on top hopefully causing the drunk to fall so he could elbow drop him.
I continue to twirl and test my new weapon, until I see Kyle's scuffle with some other guy.
"Wehyo, ehyo. WewEYHO! Eh, heyo, eh oh, no!"
I then put my Dumb-Star to use, wrapping it around a limb or the neck of the guy fighting Kyle and bringing the poor guy down to the ground by pulling him over my back like a judo flip.
"While the crazy guy's ramblings might actually work on people this time because of the crisis, there's a fight going on right now. Can't have that on my watch."
Take my Baton out and smack the drunk upside the head.
[Auto-Success (I've rolled for this fight about 8 times now and each time you all have come out victorious.] Kyle grapples with Artie for a while, rumbling with him across the ground until Whatever and Joshua appear as reinforcements, the former wrapping up Artie's legs with his dumb-star contraption and the latter beating him over the head with his baton while he struggles around. It's not much of a fight, it's more along the lines of a farce as the three of them struggle to contain one drunk. After a few minutes of fighting, Artie finally concedes out of fatigue rather than getting hurt, and all fighters collapses in exhaustion.
"Dammit! Not Stahl! All right, you bastards, I'll give you that kill. But he'll if you'll get any others after this."
Lillith begrudgingly accepts her failure and continues the level.
[3+2] Lilith pays tribute to her fallen general but continues to finish the level. The next level is less treacherous, none of her soldiers die but she ends up using a lot of valuable resources and there won't be an opportunity to restock everyone's inventory until they reach the next town over, which is likely filled with bandits that they will have to clear out beforehand.
The light on her DS goes down by a tick.
Explore the woods more.
Zachary detaches from the group to scout into the woodlands. His mechanic brother Anthony tinkers around with some sort of metal device. [5] Anthony drops the devices and it sparkles and crackles, erupting into a small explosion, causing a small amount of panic in the immediate area with everyone still on edge from the fire. A few of the guards bark at Anthony and he replies with a shrug, not assuming responsibility, moving to his next invention.
[8] The woods are filled with trees and shrubbery of all sort, but what's really interesting are the abundant quantity of small holes in the ground, which are home to some sort of creature, and the squirrels that jump from tree to tree. The region is brimming with flora, even if it's mostly smaller animals. The thought of the creatures causes Zachary to salivate subconsciously; it's not even that he's hungry, but after years of eating processed canned goods packed away in the reserves of the vault, the idea of getting fresh meat is appealing even if it is nothing but small game.
Ignore the joint and continue to try to convince other survivors to convert to the cult of the Elder Gods.
We who have survived have been given a chance to repent and rid ourselves of our arrogant disbelief! We must appease the Great Old Ones before their wrath can be focused on us again! Know that not all will survive nor will we all live our lives in comfort but the Elder Ones have spared us from the fires of creation when they bathed the earth in a unimaginable firestorm and now once again spare us from another inferno! Repent while you can for I doubt they shall spare us again!
[8+2] Noah shoves the marijuana joint and Beans' arm away, occupied instead with reaching out to more potential followers. He gathers a crowd with his tale that time runs short before the Elder Ones pass their judgement on the remainder of survivors with another great Firestorm. The Great Flood was the first Cleansing of the Elder Ones, (definitely the Elder Ones, and not a flood caused by some heretical false God(s)) the Nuclear Storm was the second, the Vault Fire was the third, and the next one in whatever form it takes will not leave any survivors! Several people run to inscribe their names in blood, (accomplished by just a small prick of the thumb) into Noah's Tome, assigning their allegiances to the Old Gods. A few skeptics speak up, criticizing Noah's preaching from a rational level, at which point Noah warns that they can face the Old Gods with their rationalism and see where that gets them. That shuts them up, perhaps not because they agree with Noah but he yells at them in tongues until they submit as well as Noah's new converts staring them down.
"Jim... I think Osborn needs to be either controlled by someone or..." he lowers his voice "Dealed with otherwise... He unsettles the people and we will have chaos on our hands soon."
Guide my students in their tasks.
"Well then kids, lets treat this like a field trip. I know, we never, ever had a field trip before. This is a grand opportunity for us to learn new things! Before the war there was a movement for youths called Scouts and today I would like for our class to recreate them. We will learn today an in the following days the skills needed for survival in the wilderness and the role of camaraderie in our society."
Teach the kids what I remember from my time in the Scouts.
[9+1] George reminisces on his youthful times in the Scouts, sharing his outdoorsman survival knowledge with his class. He explains the proper technique to constructing a fire, how to use the different sorts of sticks and rocks that are found, how to tell when water is clean enough to drink, and how to utilize rope. If only he actually had rope, as well as pocketknife and a box of matches, then he would be able to demonstrate directly how to apply all of these lessons, but the children are captivated with just his words and gestures. This is the first time many of them had heard anything of this sort, as they had spent a majority of their lives in the vault, some had even been born inside its metal confines.
Try to remember if there were any towns are structures from where the radio signal is supposedly coming from.
[?] Starn recalls the layout of Washington, determining if there are towns to the South where the radio signal emanated from earlier. From their current position, just about every town would be to the West towards the coast, where the towns would pop up more frequently before becoming cities and eventually the metropolitan giant Seattle. To the South would just be more forests and mountains, if there were any towns they would be small and rural, dots on any maps of the area if they showed up at all.
Look around for some berry bushes.
[3] Dale takes his handy mnemonic about berries and looks around the shrubberies for edible stuff. On one hand, he finds plenty of bushes practically sagging under the weight of all their berries. On the other hand, the berries are also all covered in black and yellow patterns. They could be eaten as a last resort, and hopefully instead of being lethal they would merely sicken everyone with nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, headaches and all sorts of fun symptoms that came with ingesting toxic berries.
"We can leave a few people behind to search for your families, if you want, but we need to focus on survival. I need some of you to look for water, some to get tree bark and branches to build shelter, and the rest of you to look for food."
Assign jobs for people to do, as above.
Jim ends the idleness of the survivors, splitting up into different tasks.
[4] Pools of water are located in one area of the forest that appear drinkable, but no one has attempted to try drinking any of it yet. It is not known what the water is composed of with all the organisms and materials that could be in the environment.
[6] Although the trees in the area are pitiful, enough of their small branches are picked apart to form a pile that could make a large enough fireplace to heat the group, or enough to start constructing the shelter although a few larger, sturdier branches would improve the quality of a shelter greatly over what's currently available.
[3] Food is scarce, besides the poison berries that Dale has been able to locate and the reports of small game. In this location, food sustenance will be difficult based on the current findings.
Find the others they cant have gone far.
[6] Lilly wanders the woods for the group, tumbling through a maze of thorns and rocks, shredding the extended parts of her clothing. At this rate, soon she would be stripped of covering, and with that came the risk of quickly dying from exposure, this was not a friendly environment to be lacking clothing in, but the forest seemed to tear at her every limb. This would be her fate. Actually, she comes across the group after nearing a series of trees, and besides some scratches her clothes seem to be fine. Being alone in these woods plays with the mind...
Meds won't last long. Try to remember some natural painkillers and remedies that I have studied oh-so-long-ago...
[8] John's memories of more traditional medicines come from back during his days of studying in medical school, where at the time they were studied more for learning about the history of medicine rather than for practical use. There were a host of plants and herbs that could be used with documented success: Ginger, Garlic, Ginseng, Peppermint, Lavender, Thyme, Chamomile, Dandelion. Those are among the first he remembers as well as the most easy to identify and find. Any of them ground up and ingested can fix many conditions, though he isn't sure what sort of plant life Washington supports.
"Sure, I'll get some food. No charge."
Look around for food (berries, game) a little, but mostly look around for any valuable salvage that might've been abandoned nearby before the bombs fell.
[7] Beans stops trying to get Noah high and do something beneficial for the group, looking for food. Well, in reality he's looking for salvage. Scouring the landscape, Beans disturbs something in the dirt. Clearing away debris, he finds a tire, a whole complete tire showing no signs of wear and tear. Even the rubber is completely intact, being buried in the ground must have acted like a preservative. The rest of the car, if there was one, is no where to be seen.
Followers of the Elder Ones began practicing incantations. They seek out Noah, only to find that he has vanished with no trace left behind.
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: -[||] (About half 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: 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 (Beirus)
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 (Sarrak)
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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Topic: Post-History: Freeform RPG; Revival (Read 11949 times)