lol, possible snow day for me too. I'm going to put five bucks on New York. Any takers for a game of "Guess the homeland"?

This is an interesting idea and one that I would have loved to have seen implemented into the game. Seriously, like it isn't obvious that Amata digs the main dude. Anyway, I hope to see more of this in the future, keep it up. :tops:

Top sekret informationz. :ninja:

-6-
Is that the Vault?
Steven was waiting outside the Megaton clinic when Amata came out. She looked fine; judging by the way she was walking, it was as if nothing ever happened. She even had managed to pick up a few stimpacks with the caps they had gotten from the raider.
"Looking good, Amata." He said.
"What?" She said, surprised.
"I mean..uh...I mean, because you're better now. You know."
"Ok, then..." She said, with a hint of suspiscion in her voice.
"While you were out, I went up to Moriarty and got the information. Apparently, he went up into Washington D.C., to a place called 'Galaxy News Radio' or something. He said we should be careful though, he said it was a 'warzone'.
"Sounds dangerous. Speaking of which, I bought a better weapon off the doc. No offense, but that BB gun didn't really cut it. I barely took out those raiders."
"Suit yourself. I guess we better head to D.C."
They walked out of Megaton, and headed north. They figured it was smarter to approach D.C. from the northern direction.
They pvssyd along the way.
"I can only imagine what's happening inside the Vault. Did I ever tell you about the time when we were 14?"
"No, I don't remember; go on."
"Well, we were in the cafe room. You were hitting on Christine, and as I recall, unsuccessfully."
Steven's head fluttered with rememberance. Embarassing rememberance, at that.
"Then, out of nowhere, dad comes it and started yelling at me about how I didn't properly fix the water pipe, or something. It was humiliating..."
"I can imagine. You always got picked on for that;pointless reason."
"Yeah, remember when we were 16? You turned Butch's cronies against him like that..."
"Bunch of pawns. Paul is a nice guy;Mack is misguided. Butch is just a grade A [censored]."
"Yeah, Paul was never so bad..."
He stopped. He saw a sign up ahead that said "FALLOUT SHELTER".
"What the heck?" He said. "Another Vault?"
"That's weird." Amata replied. "Maybe we should head inside, see what's up."
So they opened the shack door. From there, they saw a rusted out, wasted away vault door. Steven could barely make out the number "106".

Oh god.... This is gonna get great

106! 106! 106!

Is anybody else seeing the mistakes? I would recommend proof-reading a few times first.

I didn't see too many, fixed a few.

What is in 106? Tell me with spolier code if you can.

Drake, try searching it on http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Vault_106

Gah!! I'm JOSH not Drake, Drakelius Is My RP name.

Drak-El-Ius

-7-
Vault 106
----
Steven and Amata stared at the Vault for a moment, admiring it. It was not in nearly as pristine condition as Vault 101 was; yes something about it was decidedly inviting. Almost as if it wanted to be opened.
"Do you think there might be people in there?" Amata said, breaking the silence.
"I don't know, but there might be a piece of useful gear or two. Maybe we should try to open it." Steven responded.
To their surprise, when they pulled the hatch, the 106 door was inevitably opening.
There was no secret code like in Vault 101-it just opened on command.
But when they looked inside, to their surprise, nothing looked as good as Vault 101. Equipment was scattered here and there, and everything looked rusted and outdated.
"What the hell happened here?" Steven said, obviously distracted by the Vault.
"I don't know...but look at it...everything is so....dead..."
"HEY!ANYONE IN HERE??"Steven screamed into the Vault. He thought he only heard echoes, but then he could have sworn he heard footsteps.
As they walked through the doors of the welcoming area, Amata stopped for a moment.
"Something wrong, Amata?"
"Look at this place....it looks...just like our Vault! Look at the layout..."
As Steven looked around, he knew Amata was right. What he saw in this Vault was strikingly similair to what he saw in Vault 101. Except that everything he saw in the Vault was strewn aside and rusted away.
As they left the welcome area, they saw an atrium-or what was left of one. A huge gaping crater in the middle of it caught his eye.
Just as he was about to say something to Amata, he saw a man. At first, he didn't seem to notice them, but then Steven got his attention.
"Hey, you over there!" He said to the man. "What happened to the Vault?"
The man came over to them, slowly. He seemed to be adjusting to them, as if they were some unfamiliar light. Finally, he spoke, although slowly.
"Out....outsiders? Old Leris says they aint no outside no more. Says everythin was gone...what are you doin? Trying to take my food?MINE?THIS IS OURS!!!!OURS!!!!!"
Without warning, the man took out a sword, and lunged at them.
Amata was quick to deflect it, grabbing the sword from his hand and impaling him through his stomach.
"My god!" Amata said. "He just came right at us! Out of nowhere."
The man they had just impaled, as it turned out, was not dead-barely alive. He screamed at the stop of his voice. "HELP!THE CAT'S IN THE BAG! THEY'RE GONNA KILL US ALL!!!"
Steven and Amata looked at each other, and they heard footsteps coming from around the Vault. From the other side of the Atrium top floor, they saw at least ten of those insane survivors lunging straight at them. Implusively, Steven grabbed Amata, and jumped on to the bottom floor of the atrium, with the help of collected mess near the crater. And they ran, and ran, until they thought they lost them.
"Whew! That was a close one." Steven said, expecting Amata to respond.
But then, he noticed something odd.
The walls were pristine around him, and the doors in perfect condition. And everything had a purplish tint.
And, worst of all, he didn't see Amata behind him.
He didn't see Amata anywhere.

i remember going in here, i forgot the name though

it was like

-Walks in

-Pink Light

Oh [Censored]!

-RUNS OUT

-8-
To:Me
---
Steven attempted to adjust to the strange aura around him. Everything looked the same as in Vault 101-almost. His vision seemed to have a purple tint to it;moreover, this section of Vault 106 seemed completely undamaged. As he was walking down the halls, he saw Amata running at him.
"Amata, thank god! You.." Before he finished, he saw that there were not one, but 3 of her. And when he tried to approach them, they vanished.
Steven was perplexed, and confused. He opened one of the nearby doors. He saw numerous computers, all of which displayed a single message:
To:Me
Intrigued, he sat down and read one of them:
Hey, there, buddy! Nice day we're having isn't it? I heard that the cafe is having a special on Nuka-Cola, why don't you go have some! Isn't everything in the Vault super special today! Come on, why the long face? Turn that frown upside down, big boy...
He was stopped when he heard a screaming...
"Steven! Steven!"
It was Amata, and for some reason, he was waking up.
"Steven! Thank god. I thought you were dead;You fell down that atrium pretty hard."
"Wha...what's going on?"
"I picked you up and dragged you out of the Vault, is what happened. The minute you got knocked out cold, those damn freaks started coming after us..."
"How the heck did you stop them?"
"Hey, you think I don't know how to use a gun?"
"I never said that."
Steven realized now, as he awoke, that it was beginning to get dark. They had been outside the Vault for about 8 hours now.
"Well, that sure was a hectic first day." He said as he stetched and got up.
"Hectic is putting it lightly." Amata agreed. "We should search for a building to spend the night."
"Ok then."
They encountered a few mole rats along the way, which Amata easily disposed of. After about a mile, they found an old gas station, and set up a few old beds that were inside it.
Steven did most of the setting up; he also loooted various foods left inside the building. As he did this, Amata was staring at the ground, reserved.
"What's wrong, Amata?"
As if that set off some sort of bomb inside her, she immeadeatly tore out a lead pipe from one of the crumbling walls.
"This is ALL YOUR FAULT!!!" She raged. "If it wasn't for your damn dad, we wouldn't have had to leave the Vault!!!"
She hit Steven across the leg, and he fell to the ground. Too weak to defend himself after fallong unconscious in Vault 106, he was helpless.
He thought Amata was about to kill him. But when he raised his hands preparing for the coming blow, he was surprised to hear the leap pipe fall to the ground.
They looked at each other for a moment, and then Amata burst out crying.
"Oh my god Steven...i'm so sorry...I don't know what...what..."
Still crying, she fell down next to him. She saw that her hit with the lead pipe had made his leg bleed, which caused her to cry even more.
He edged closer to her, comforting her. "It's alright, Amata. We've been through a lot today. We should get some sleep."
"I'm so sorry, Steven...so sorry..."
Steven hugged her to comfort her. After several minutes, she stopped crying.
"Thanks, Steven. I'm so, so sorry about that. You're a really good friend."
"That's what's friends do Amata; they forgive each other."
They sat their in silence. With Amata's head resting against his shoulder, they both fell into a deep sleep.

Lingering hallucinations?

What would happen if you rolled a female character, lisbians?

I don't know; it's not the direction I chose.

Sorry bout not getting one up today;i'll post one tomorrow.

-9-
Want to look for your dad?
---
Steven awoke first. He was slightly embarassed when he realized Amata was on his shoulder, sleeping contently. But, not wanting to awake her, he just sat there, and observed the room around him.
It was about 20 minutes before Amata woke up. She seemed slightly startled when she saw that she was laying against him.
"Oh! I'm sorry Steven. I guess we just dozed off.."
"With good reason." He said. "That sure was a hell of a day."
Abruptly, she got up. "Listen, Steven, about last night..."
"It's alright, Amata. We were both under a lot of stress. I understand."
"God, I don't know what came over me...I guess it's enough to make anyone crazy. Wake up suddenly to find that everything we ever knew is turned upside down..."
"Yeah, it puts a lot of stress on a person."
"Well, I bet you want to look for your dad, huh?"
Steven thought for a moment. "You know something, Amata? I really don't."
Amata looked surprised. "What? But he's your dad! Don't you want to see him?"
"Yeah? And what would I say too him if we found him? 'Thanks for ruining our lives, you want a stimpack'?"
"I'm sure your dad had a reason for leaving..."
"And I sure as hell don't want to find out what it is."
"Well then...where do we go? What do we do?"
"I think there are a lot of ways we can make this Wasteland a better place. If we look around, we're bound to find one."
"Well...alright then. You should get some food, and then let's get going."
Steven and Amata packed up their gear and headed outside the gas station. They were walking for a few miles, when they saw an odd sight. What appeared to be a woman, tied up and crying, was being held captive by 2 large, bulking creatures. They looked as if they were two humans in one.
"What the hell are those things?" Amata whispered.
"I don't know, but they don't look too friendly. Get down."
They edged closer, using the rocks as cover on their way. They heard what was apparently sobbing from the captive.
"Please...please don't hurt me...please..."
The huge thing laughed violently. "Silly little human! We gonna smash your BRAINS!!TIME TO DIE, FOOD!!"
Steven had seen enough. "I'm stopping them before they kill her."
Steven jumped outside the rocks, and shot the beast that was about to kill the woman dead. In a rage, the other huge thing lunged at him with a sledge hammer. Steven fired, and missed. He thought he was going to die, when he saw the mutant get a large blood wound in the side of his head, falling over instantly.
"Thanks Amata." He said almost instinctively.
"Don't mention it. I can't let you have all the fun."
Steven unhooked the nearby captive. When she was free, she came up to him, very excited.
"Thank you so much for saving me! I don't really have anything to offer you in return though..."
"I don't care." He said. "Go ahead and get to a nearby town or something. Be careful."
"Thank you...thank you so much."
As the woman ran off, Amata was yet again staring at him.
"Amata, why do you stare at me like that?"
"I'm just amazed at how nice you're being to everyone. We've been out here a day, and you're already nicer than anyone i've seen yet."
"I just try to be a good person, is all."
"Well, you're doing a good job so far." She smiled at him, and he smiled back.

Oh no that kid...... good job with the rp this is the only one i like.

Even though it isn't an rp, thanks, lol

eh i didnt know what to call it so i just put rp lol

Gah, I can't come up with anything :brokencomputer:
I'm having a bit of writer's block; post your suggestions.

I... god-damn... hate... that kid!
Seriously, you should change that last bit.
Headed north-east, then running back down to Grayditch

That was a bad plot move on my part, forget it was ever there bliviongate:

How about the Talon Company

-10-
Something I have to tell you
---
Weeks passed; then months. The memories of Vault 101 grew more distant for Amata and Steven. They became known as defenders of justice across the wasteland:from fixing the antenna of Galaxy News to rescuing Reilly's rangers, they became known as the Saints of 101. Steven and Amata had both ditched those old jumpsuits, and found their own gear in mercenary outfits. During this time, Amata felt her thoughts about Steven become increasingly frequent. Steven felt the same thing about her. They were both best friends; they had been since they were babies. Yet, tension mounted between them.
Amata was the first to bring it up. They were in the Megaton house, relaxing. Steven was repairing his droid when she spoke up.
"Steven..there's something I have to tell you."
"What is it, Amata?" said Steven, a hint of anxiety in his voice.
"I'm been thinking about you a lot these past few months. You've been a great friend, and I know that you and I have made the wasteland a better place. But I think it's time to talk about this."
"Talk about what, Amata?"
"I've been thinking about you when I don't want to. Looking at you when I don't need to. I'm even starting to have dreams about you...you've been my friend for so long...but...I think there's something between us. Something more. I want to know..do you feel the same way about me?"
Steven, who was never much for words, let them pour out of his mouth. "Amata, i've felt this way for a long time now too. I just never had the courage to tell you. While we've been out in the wasteland, i've seen a lot of things i've never seen in you before-I just keep thinking about how beautiful you are, and how..."
Amata moved closer to him. "Drop dead gorgeous you are?"
Steven looked slightly embarassed. "Well, I just always thought that you were my friend, and that I never really had a chance with you.."
Amata was standing right in front of him now. She put her hand on his face. "I love you Steven. And I know you love me."
Steven stared at her for the longest time. Then, he put his arms around her back, and embraced her. "Yes I do, Amata. With all my heart.."
"I knew you did." Amata responded, her face now just inches away from his. "Now shut up and kiss me."
And then, right there, to them, everything faded away. It was as if everything else in the wasteland seized to exist, as if nothing but them holding one another, embracing each other, kissing each other, existed. It seemed like an eternity when their lips finally parted.
"I'm so sorry, Amata." Steven said. "Sorry I never told you...."
"So am I Steven." She said, her voice fading. "So am I..."
They went up to his bed, together. "Amata, I don't think we should..."
"We don't have to, Steven; just to be with you is all that matters."
So, they switched into their night clothing, and just lay there, together. With makeshift pre-war blankets and pillows, he held her there while they drifted off into sleep.
Steven realized he was happier now than he had been in his entire life.
---
Morning didn't come late enough.
Amata yawned, and put her hands of Steven's chest. "Good morning, Steven...lover..."
Steven smiled. "I should've told you a long time ago, Amata..." he trailed off. "Listen, Amata, there's something I have to get off my chest. Spare a moment?"
"Anything for you."
"It's been months since we left the Vault. And all this time, i've been wondering what happened to Dad; why he would leave. Amata..I want to look for him."
"It has been something that i've been wondering about. Maybe we should find out what happened to him."
"I know we should. And there's no one else i'd like to look for him with than the woman I love."
She giggled. "You really know what to say to a girl, don't you?" She kissed him. "We've made some friends around the wasteland. Maybe we should get some info from old Three dog; you never did ask him."
"Maybe we should. He might know something."
"Well then," she said, getting out of bed, "let's go look for your dad."