Name:Jack Benson
Age:24
Class: Small guns, minor medical skills
Appearence: Brown rugged hair and a goatee. 5'10 and about 170 pounds, tan
Armour: a black t-shirt under a bullet proof vest, a pair of rugged combat pants with a pair of mechanic gloves and combat boots
Weapons: A 44. Magmum which he has deadly accuracy with it and a Mp5 sub machiene gun
Equipment: A ammo belt to hold Magmum and Magmum ammo that goes around his shoulders, an over the sholder backpack which has: a few caps, Ammo for his Mp5 a stimpack, and 2 rolls of bread.
Biography: His father died of radiation poisoning and was raised by his mother. When he was 13 his mother passed away of unknown causes. He then joined a group of mercs untill he was about 21. When he was 21 he and a few others mercs from his company overthrew there leader.
At age 22 he became the leader of the Mercinary untill him and his crew were ambushed by supermutants. During that battle he had been knocked uncouincious so he was left along by the supermutants (because they thought he was dead). But his crew was not so luckey they were dragged away by the supermutants and never seen again
He then became a caravan guard trying to get by.
Mental: He is calm and somewhat quiet but has years of combat experience. His grizzeled war face does not show much emotion.

Jack was in a nearby shack when he heard the sound of gunfire. He then slowly looked out the window to see what he thought was 4 Brotherhood of Steel Palidins and a couple of wastelanders. He then went to investicate.

Vanne stopped shooting (let's say he was ) when he heard Marcus orders. Vanne was very scared "Who these guys are?" "Why they shot us on sight?"
While these questions echoed in his mind, he started moving closer to Marcus, with his pistol holstered, but his hand ready to take it back to the fight.
He stood up near Marcus, waiting for the four figures answer. Scared and Hopeless

Marcus grabbed his binoculars, from his bag, as he looked at the four figures, they seemed to be "ok", they seemed like they were scared also, "Dont worry, we wont hurt you, we need help!", the four figures ran over to the group, as marcus and the rest of the group holstered their weapons, this was a bad mistake, as suddenly from each flank of the group, people drew strange large pistals, suddenly the group felt dizzy and tipsy, the four figures, along with the others, began to place something on them, marcus looked towards the east thinking he saw a figure walking towards them, then darkness...

"It's been a long day." This was the thought that popped into Trent's head as he heard Marcus's command to stop firing. Trent understood the command to stop shooting, but he wasn't crazy about having to holster his weapon. He did so anyway. After all the complaining he did about the team not planning thngs out and listening to orders, he'd feel like a real ass if he didn't practice what he preached.

There was a quiet in the air after the Vault 55 travelers put their weapons away. It was eerie to say the least. Nobody knew what to expect, and everyone looked scared. Everyone. As Marcus went about making contact with their new friends, Trent looked over at Vanne, who in turn looked at him.

Vanne did his best to fake a smile, but you could see the fear in his eyes. Trent was no different, and he knew Vanne could see the same in him. Trent rubbed the dirt out of his eyes as he heard a call for help off in the distance.

Trent wondered if everybody who walked these streets needed help. Then he wondered if there was anybody out there who didn't need any help at all. He silently hoped that he and his friends would become helpers and not helpless someday. Someday soon.

"It's been a long day." The thought repeated in his mind, but in truth, the events of the day had been very short, and the day was still young. That fact really bothered Trent.

Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps hit his ears as he noticed his friends hitting the floor like a sack of potatos. As he reached for his gun, a tingling sensation filled his body. He became dizzy, and hit the floor.

The Mysterious men grabbed some rope and tied the groups hands together, attaching them to a long linked chain, the mysterious figure off in the distance was still coming towards the group, but had slowed after seeing what had happened. The slavers began to talk to each other as they loaded the group onto a large wagon with a cage on it, "So how many does this make in a week, tweedle?", the slaver looked at the other, "How the hell should I know, I just Stun'em or Gun'em", a large man walked over to the two, "What the hell are you two yapping about, we need to get these slaves to Osiris, by tomorrow morning, so quit talking like little girls, and get moving!", the two slaves knodded, as the large slaver walked back to the front of the caravan heading to the slave compound in Osiris, in Southern Florida...

Jack watched what the slavers were doing. He heard they were going to the Osiris slave compound. The slavers began to move out so he decided to follow them to the slave compound. Hiding behind evey peice of cover he could find. Jack was heading the way the slavers were to Osiris.

The groups was still unconcious as the slavers hauled them to the Osiris Slave compound, the slavers began to check their weapons as they approached a derilict town, full of feral ghouls and yao guai, some of the slavers began to get nervous, as the sounds of ghouls got closer, the slavers that pass through here, usually had some kind of meal to ward-off the threat, but this time the slavers did'nt have much to give, the slave master looked at his "cargo", to see who they should give to the impending threat, "Davis, grab that old woman, and that little child, pull them out, and drag them into that house", the slaver knoded and unlocked the cage pulling out the woman and child, one of the new recruit slavers began to ask about the area, "Why the hell do we have to go this way any how, would'nt it be easier to just go around this place?", the slave master looked at the recruit pulling his .44 caliber revolver from its holster, the slaver master fired two shots that echoed into the derelict town and in the ears of the slavers as the recruit fell off the side of the wagon laying their gargling in his own blood, one of the older slavers smirked at the recruit and looked at a fellow slaver, as they passed by, "Idiot should have learned to keep his mouth shut", the slaver knoded as they made their way through the town...

Jack saw the slaves stop a a town. He knew the town was occupied by ghouls. Jack saw they took a little child and a old women in an old house. He knew what they were doing, they were feeding the ghouls! He then ran for cover at thye back entrance at the home. He could hear the ghouls were close, and he also heard the slaver inside. But then he heard a gunshot! He then looked around the house with his 44. drawn. He saw the slavemaster has shot the newer slaver. He then turned is attension to the backdoor of the house. He began to open the door slowly..........

The slavers continued through the town, as the sound of ghouls came closer. The sound of the ghouls approaching the house where the old woman and young boy were could be heard, as the sound of rushing foot-steps came closer to the caravan, the slave master turned around firing three shot into the ghoul, suddenly ghouls ran out of nearby houses, from all sides the slavers were suddenly surprised, "Dont let them get close to the cage, DAVIS lookout!", davis turned around as a ghoul bit down on his shoulder, "AHHHHHHH", davis sliced the ghouls throat, as he fell to the groud holding his shoulder, that was bleeding perfusly, a slaver turned his 10mm pistol on davis shooting him in the head, when suddenly he was tackled by two ghouls, only able to shoot one in the head, as the other tore his left arm from his body, "Oh my GOD, PLEASE KILL ME", the ghoul finished the slaver off, as the slavemaster and others began to throw pipe bombs and grenades into the horde of ghouls...

Jack then opened the door seeing to ghouls near the front entrance. He shot one ghoul in the torso killing it. The other ghoul was running torwards him. He shot the ghoul in the head, blowing his head clean off. He then turned around to see a ghoul running down the stairs at him. Jack waited untill he was within inches of his gun barrel. He then fired and the shot went clean through it's head.
He then procced upstairs to the guest bedroom and saw nothing. He then procced to the master bedroom. He saw a ghoul had got to them. He then proceed to the cages.............

(OOC) Please note that this is a dream that Trent is having while he's passed out. Thanks. (OOC ended.)

"For years, we have waited for this moment." said the Overseer as the sound of applause filled the hollow walls of Vault 55. The clinking sound of champaigne glasses and an old radio song playing over the PA system danced throughout the place.

"To the Overseer!" shouted Trent's father. Soon the rest of the vault's people chimed in with the same response. "Now now. You're going to make an old man blush!" chuckled the Overseer. "Are you going to press those buttons, or am I going to have to do it for you, old man?" joked Marcus.

"Very funny, Marcus! Don't be surprised if we lock you in the vault, as we leave, young man!" the Overseer joked back. Marcus and the rest of the vault laughed in unison. "I bet I beat you out of the vault, Key." Brian said with a grin. "You ... beat me? Fat chance. I'm faster than your eyeballs. Besides, I've already tied your bootlaces together." Key said, eyeing Brian's boots.

"Wha ..." Brian looked down at his boots with a surprised look on his face. "Ha! You looked!" Key said as she broke out into laughter. Vanne approached with a grin on his face. "Laugh it up, Key, but I really did tie your bootstraps together while you were busy poking fun at Brian!" Key flashed a grin and an unimpressed look at Vanne. "Sure you did, Vanne." as she turned to walk off, she fell over.

Brian and Vanne started cracking up, practically breaking into tears of laughter. "Laugh now, boys." Key said as she returned to her feet and began fixing her bootlaces. "You're both getting a radscorpion in your sleepingbags tonight!" The two kept on laughing, Key couldn't help but laugh too.

It was a wonderful occasion, the people of Vault 55 were finally leaving the vault to enter the world that awaited them. Freedom at last.

Meanwhile ... Trent's mother entered his bedroom and walked up to his bed. "Wake up, Trent." she said softly to her son. "Wake up, sweetheart. This is a bad place, you need to leave now. You're in danger!" Her words would not awaken her ten year old boy, and his dream would soon turn into a nightmare.

As the ghouls began to retreat into the towns alleyways and blown out houses, the slavers began to regroup and check the cages. The slave master looked around, as he saw a man walk out of the house where the old woman, and young boy were taken, "Hold it right their you bastard!", the slave master quickly grabbed a mesmetron and shot the man, as he fell unconcious, the slavemaster motioned to the other slavers, to place him in the cage with the new slaves and to hurry up before the ghouls "regroup" and attack again. The day began to end, as the slavers left the derelict town and continued to Osiris, that was only about 17 miles away. As the sound of the wasteland echoed all around, the night began to get cold, the slavers placed a large cloths over all the cages so that the slaves would'nt die in the night. the slavers talked amongst each other, while the slave master got drunk in his tent, "I cant wait to get back to Osiris, its way better than being out here in", the slavers knoded as they ate their squirl stew, and had some yao guai steaks, "I used to work up in Paradise Falls, in DC, but decided to leave after the slaver master was too demanding and started giving more caps to this outsider than us regulars!", the slavers talked through out the night, until one by one, they began to fall asleep...

"... Wake up, little one." Trent's mother appeared as beautiful to him in his dream as he had seen her in her pictures. Though he looked a bit more like his father, he shared her personality and spirit.

In his dream, his mother seemed almost angelic to him, with an aura of light surrounding her. "Hurry, baby. Poppa's almost here. We don't have a lot of time."

A sound of heavy footsteps echoed the hall leading to Trent's bedroom. It was his father, but at the same time ... it wasn't. A large hulking supermutant wearing Vault 55 apparel, his father's reading glasses, and a hairstyle much like his father's entered the room.

"It's time to go, Claire." the supermutant said in his father's voice. "Just a minute, my love." said Claire in a sad sort of whisper. She turned back to her son and said "I have to go now Trent, but you be brave. Be brave for mommy and daddy, and be brave for your friends. This place is not real, and nobody can hurt you here. When you wake up, remember .... remember that I love you, and we'll be together again someday."

"It's time TO GO, Claire." said Trent's father, this time sounding a bit like an angry supermutant. "I'm coming, Allen." with that said, she leaned over, kissed her son's head, and left the room with her husband. After a brief moment of silence, a couple of loud gunshots woke Trent from his slumber.

When he got out of bed, he reverted to the age of five. "Mommy?" He pulled his old teddybear off of his bed, left the room, and entered the room of his parents, to find them both dead on the floor. Trent leaned down and looked at his mother. "Wake up, mommy.I want to play with you!" holding up his teddybear he said "Mr. Tumbleweed wants to play with you too!"

Suddenly, the Overseer entered the room and put his hand on Trent's shoulder. "Let your mother and father sleep, boy. There are people that are very excited to meet you outside of the vault! Come along, child." "I'll see you later mommy and daddy. I love you!" Trent whispered. Trent took one last look at his mother and father before grabbing the Overseer's hand and following him to the world outside of the vault.

((OOC- yarg im lost lol can someone catch me up))

The days passed as the slavers got closer to Osiris, and the group along with other slaves began to wake from their comas, marcus looked around, as he rubbed his head still woozy from the stunning, "What the hell happened here, where are we?", a slaver walked up to the cage, "Your a slave now, we captured you five days ago and you've been out since, dont try to escape or you'll exsplode!", marcus backed down as the rest of the group recovered...

brian slowly got up from the cage and looked back seeing the small pup a few hundred yards away.
''yo pig were we goin'' brian asked one of the slavers he looked over at marcus with a confused expresion. ''how we gonna escape brian whispered to marucs as he walked past him. the guard was almost done with his speech about oasis
when he noticed that trent was still in his comma ''wake up maggot'' the guard yelled whiping trent


((correct me if im wrong on some p))arts

As the door swung open, revealing the outside world, Trent's eyes were consumed with what looked like a giant battle taking place wherever his eyes could see. There were men and women in battle armor fighting against other men and women in different looking battle armor, and there were many hideous beasts about fighting the both of them.

Trent was his natural age again, which was 25. He was wearing some silver battle armor with a funny insignia on the shoulder with a sword and some other things around the sword that he couldn't quite make out. Not far away, he noticed the rest of the vault dwellers and made his way to them.

As he drew closer, he noticed that his fellow vault dwellers appeared as ghouls with Vault 55 attire on. Even the Oversser. "It's so ... beautful!" said one of the dwellers. "Look over there ... a waterfall!" said another dweller, pointing at a group of barrels with some kind of glowing green liquid spread out around them.

As Trent looked on in confusion, five people dressed in the same armor he wore approached him. "It's time to go, Trent." he realized it was Marcus speaking to him. He also realised that the other three were Brian, Key, and Vanne. When he was about to ask who the fifth person was, the Overseer turned him around and said, "Wake up, maggot!" and whipped him!

Trent woke up quickly with a throbbing pain in his head. As he was about to leap at the slaver that whipped him, he was stopped by both Marcus and Brian. Trent looked over at Marcus who was shaking his head. "Trust me." he said. The slaver laughed and walked away. Trent sat back down. He noticed a collar around his neck. "All I know is, as soon as we break free, (and we will break free), I'm going to remember that son of a *****, and I'm going to personally snap his ******* neck."

"Just don't do it right now, cowboy. Your head'll explode." said Brian with a bit of a grin. Trent looked over at Vanne and Key and noticed they were still unconscious. "Someone should wake them. I'd rather it be one of us instead of one of those pricks."

Completely OOC: If you're from the vault, you dont have a [censored] Chinese Assault Rifle or any other military-grade weapon. A shotgun, perhaps, but that's about as large as it gets.

Every noticed how the security guards in Vault 101 only uses 10mm pistols and batons? Even in the first Fallout, the Vault Dweller was only given a 10mm pistol, despite the fact that he had to save the entire population of the vault. Why? Because thats the weaponry they were equipped with.

The vaults weren't supposed to fight in any wars.

((well vault 87 or what ever had an armory and how would you know the vaults were not even designed to help people live more like experiments from what i heard))

((They would have Chinese Assault Rifles?))

AND buddy were not from vault 101 so shut up and yes we do

Jack wakes up, and says what the hell. He notices he is in a cage. He turnes around and see's a few people. He says "Where the hell am I and who the hell are you" "The last thing I remeber is killing a ghoul"

Marcus looked over at the mysterious guy talking, "Who the hell are we. Who the hell are you, we were captured by some slavers while we were trying to find a town, we were looking for a cure to a disease", marcus looked around once more, scanning the camp as some slavers walked over throwing several pieces of scrap meat into the cage, "Take this you slave bastards, this will probably be the best food you'll have for the rest of your lifes", the slavers laughed as marcus tore the pieces of meat giving each captive in the cage a small piece, "Here take it, we'll need our strength to try and escape"....

I heard gunfire from my small shack. So grabbed my gun and decided to check what was happening. Then I followed you to a town filled with ghouls.The slavers were trying to fight off some ghouls. Then I tried to free a couple of people from ghouls.......then I bvlacked out. What happened to me? And how are we going to get out of here, this cage is locked shut.

The evening came, as marcus looked around, and the mysterious man talked about how he got captured, marcus looked at the lock for a second, then looked back at the man, "Hay do you got a thin pin or something?", marcus stood up as best he could in the cage looking around for the slaver patrols, "I think we could get out of here tonight, I just need a pin or clip", marcus acted like he was asleep as a slaver walked by, with a lantern checking the cages, "All slaves should be asleep, no talking you stupid idiots", the slaver continued on his patrol, as a loud roar echoed in the wasteland air, the group from the vault tensed up, as the roar began to come closer to the camp. All the slavers rushed to arms encircling the cages, the slavemaster walked out of his tent, shouting orders to the slavers, "Dont just stand there you idiots, I want to know what the hell that noise is, dave go grab shaun, and the others, I want everyone ready!", the slavemaster moved towards the groups cage checking his cargo, "Now don't go getting yourselfs in trouble, me and my men can handle this...", the slavemaster looked at the mysterious new guy with a dark smirk on his face, "Isnt that right you idiot"...