More updates later.

Thankyou commentors.

Well I got to say I'm enjoying this a fair amount! :goodjob: I actually have a similar RP in the TES Fan Fiction called 'What Lies Beneath'. If this become an RP I'll definitely try my best to join it!

However there are a few things that you could improve and I could help with a bit of constructive criticism? They're not huge problems I just think that'd would make it better than it already is! Still I think it'll be great anyway but the offer stands.

Keep this up!

P.S - Out of interest, when will the RP start?

Did you get this from the Chris rock movie Head of state?


BTW. interesting story! Will read more if you keep making them?

If we start an RP it will be after the story.

And I didnt get the USA part from that. It was actually from Nathan in Megaton.

And Chriso, I'll have to check out your fanfic soon. I'm a fan of TES as well.

Cool I look foward to reading more . Oh and mine isn't a Fan-fic. It's an RP

Oh, did you say it was? I didn't remember that, then.

No... updates? D: *quivering lip*

I'm trying to come up with ideas, sorry for the large delay.

Haha i kinda over exaggerated on my feelings. It does svck though this is one of the few fan fics that have caught my attention.

Why did you quote me from my general discussion thread lol?

that was because i meant to reply to that on the GD thread but the flood control came into effect and i forgot haha. Anyway No more updates? D:

I'll make an attempt.
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Chapter Three
Bowels of Dunwich
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I got away from the desk and moved through the darkness. This entire section was desks and offices. We searched for another door. We eventually found another door, the plaque on the door said 'LOWER LEVELS'. I pushed on the door. A long set of metal stairs went down at least two stories downward. There was a sign with an arrow pointing down saying 'MAINTENANCE & UPKEEP'. Deciding we had no choice, we went down. It was just getting darker and darker.

I tried shining my light in front of us, but it didn't go far. John continued faster than us and got out of my flashlight's range. He lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs. His shotgun fell over the side, and hit the floor. The impact made it go off, and the worst thing that could happen happened. The gun shot at a pile of pipe-shaped barrels, all containing extremely flammable material. It made a large explosion, adding on more noise to John's metal parts of his armor clanking down the stairs with him.

The explosion caused alot of the things at the bottom to catch on fire, illuminating the entire room making no need for the flashlight. I ran down the stairs quickly to see if John was okay. He was grunting and complaining about his hand. I looked down at his hand and saw what I hadn't already noticed. His hand got caught onto the railing when he was falling, but the force from his body pulling the other way twisted it backward. He clenched his teeth in agony as I tried to think of something to help.

I searched Greg's old medical bag. I got out a few Med-X and Stimpaks and injected a few into his wrist. I put the bag away and jogged to John's gun. The wood finish of the gun had caught on fire and burnt the wood away. I tossed it to John, who caught it with his goot hand, which was his right. "Get up, we gotta get moving." I said. I went to open the mechanical door when I heard the screams of hundreds of ghouls. "Oh, God. We must've alarmed them with the explsion.." Cheryl said.

We had to move quick, otherwise we'd be dead. I opened the mechanical door quickly, ready to run through. Cheryl and John were both waiting as well. Then the door fully opened. I ran through immediately, closing the door after both of the others got in. There were more hallways ahead. I turned the corner, on the lookout for more ghouls. None so far, but soon there would be hell. The ghouls would be downthe stairs in a few minutes, and it was only a matter of time until they would find out how to open the door.

Well with a broken left wrist John is injured and I'm not so eager to see him get killed by ghouls. Dang talk about bad luck, guy can't even walk down the stairs without some 'final destination' (censored) happening! Good thing Greg left his medkit behind...

John would heal eventually after taking like three Stimpaks and two Med-X's.

It svcks that this fanfic died.

Ya it did he said it was going to be made into a rp after story

Nobody replied. No point in updating a story nobody will read.

Please maintain only one fan fiction at a time. As you have started another, this is closed.

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