Overseer Office: Dan Denwich

I watched the monitors one by one they went to static, the door opened but I ignored it, and kept staring at the power of the Atom bombs, everything went silent except for the faint breathing in the room.

I continued to stare at the screens that where now replaying. "Amazing isn't it, the destruction these things can kill all life, and that one bomb can crush, our homes...Well except mine and raise a storm of fire. Family, friends, loved ones are now nothing but ash and the ones that have survived now have too rely on me, the all mighty. I stopped for a moment... Overseer." I said coldly. I couldn't help but crack a smile. I turned around; it was a young man holder a girl no doubt related.

"Now what brings you too disturb me, you know invading the Overseer's office is a crime and punishment that can be...severe." I asked.

OOC: I know this belongs in the ooc thread but on my ps3, I can't find it.


Is the John guy my John or someone else? Brecause my recent post has John in his bedroom...

"Beating innocents to death however?" Nariko thought angrily.

"Right, I think this may count as a special situation for several reasons." He said, trying to hide the defiance in his voice.

"And I don't have a room."

Overseer office. Dan Denwich.

"Right, I think this may count as a special situation for several reasons."

I examined him when he spoke after a moment of silence.

"Well I think I can arrange a room for you. I sat in my desk and put my feet on the table. I watched him more closely. Go to the living courtiers there should be a room, number 45." I opened a compartment in my desk there sat a pip-boy, I modified the vault map and set a guide too the room.

Take this Pip-Boy it should fit on your wrist nicely, oh and before you go I never want you to see you in my Office again." I looked into his eye's anger flowed behind them. This man had a lot of ambition.

Smits Vectov: Vault Room

"Heh... Thought you'd come and rob the drunk guy eh? Big mistake gentlemen.",

I couldn’t believe this guy yet this [censored] vault. I gave Victor a nod we both got up. The man stumbled around barley holding his stomach in, but he looked like this wasn’t his first fight… drunk.

"Let's [censored] this guy up Smit." Victor said. Before I could stop Victor he charged at the drunk, the man quickly swung connected his fist at Victor's nose he stumbled back. The drunk then drove a round house into the side of Victor's face, he dropped unconscious. All I could do was watch in amazement as a top graduate military fighter got his ass handed by a drunk.

"Look we don't need to fight we just need a place to hide for a little while I even got a flask of whiskey if your willing to take a bribe.” I asked.
The man wobbled a bit he looked like he was thinking but it was hard to tell.

Nariko was at this point, incredibly pissed off. At the beginning of this day he had watched his family die and his little sister shot, he then had to run over two miles without stop and with no relief once he got to the vault, and the day was ending with the entire world being destroyed.
As for the Overseer he finally met, "I think I may end up killing him..." None of them were safe with him in charge, that was for sure.

He could still hear the sounds overhead echoing through the hall. The sounds of the Apocalypse that only Nariko could ignore by watching old horror movies and yelling at the stupid characters.
The pip boy remained stationary in the dark corner of his room. He hadn't put it on but had found his way there without it. He didn't trust it, even though he knew he would get in trouble without it. There were plenty of reasons for him to avoid the Overseer but he knew he wasn't going to.
He started thinking back to the room again and looked over his hidden camera. In all he had gotten thirteen pictures of the room.

Joachim Lacroix

Joachim stared in amazement at the downed opponent, his reflexes doing the majority of the work. He turned his attention to the other man and lowered his butterfly knives. It was still pretty suspicious that they both came upon his room in the first place but his initial anger had lessened relatively fast. Joachim sat back down on his bed next to Jameson and began petting the frightened kitten in an attempt to relax him.

"Might wanna try knocking next time. You can hide out in here as long as you don't touch anything... Especially my top shelf booze. Lord knows I have a limited supply.", Joachim said half-jokingly in an attempt to lighten the mood. He kept a weary on the man the lunged at him all the same, not fully trusting him quite yet. "So, I assume you two have names. Tell me yours and I'll decide if I feel like telling you mine.", Joachim said as he began to fiddle with one of his blades.

Ares Warren

Ares was led into a dimly lit small room, bordered by several lockers. The man who had brought him to this place was now opening a locker with a small key. Just when the man was about to open the locker, the walls started to shake. The lockers rattled, and both men fell to the ground. A slight noise could be made out, as if a wave has surged over the vault. After about 5 seconds the rumbling ceased, and both men stumbled up.

"I guess that was the big boom." said the man, with a slight grin on his face. Ares was about to smile too, until he realized that thousands of people had just been incenerated. The man continued to unlock the door, this time succeeding. He brought out a security uniform. It was basically a kevlar vest and a riot helmet, along with a standard jumpsuit. The man then handed Ares a 10mm pistol and a police baton.

"Keep your eyes on that pistol. Also, your schedule and patrol area will be posted in the lounge tommorow. Good luck." After the short sentence, the man departed. Ares was glad he actually had a job. A real job.

Rango was playing Texas Hold 'Em poker the next morning in the hallway of his corridor. He had two other friends there who knew him and his past life. The drunk and an older man.
"Two pair of Queens", said the drunk, smiling.
"Hate to burst your bubble, but three of a kind with Kings!" the older man said, laughing hard.
" What do I do in the bathroom that yall don't? I flush! I ROYAL FLUSH!" chuckled Rango so loudly, his deck following a royal flush (J,Q,K,A)
Rango grabbed the two handful of poker chips betted, swished his Red wine, and began the next hand.
He was getting tipsy, and was eventually drunk. But he was not drunk enough to notice "Officer Ares", or so his badge shown, walk towards his gambling and drinking group.

"Good morning starshine. The earth says- Oh wait, nevermind." Nariko said to his waking sister.

"What? Where are we Nariko?" She asked.

"In a vault. I always knew you could sleep through the end of the world."

.She jolted up, grabbing her side in pain, and after a while asked, "What... what do mean?"

Vault room: Smits Vectov

"So, I assume you two have names. Tell me yours and I'll decide if I feel like telling you mine.", Joachim said as he began to fiddle with one of his blades.

"My name is Smits Vectov. I ran my hand through my hair. And my friend is Victor Estrand, he was still recovering from the blow he got. I took out my flask an unscrewed the cap, with a little sip I could right away that is was my favourite Russian's Premium vodka. I gave it a little swish, Holding out the flask. Want some, you can only get this stuff in Russia?"

Ares Warren

On his first patrol of the day, Ares immediately came across trouble. A large group of men were hudled in the hall, laughing and drinking. "I'm afraid drinking and gambling in public is not allowed boys. Unfortunately I am going to have to confinscate this alcohol. I wouldn't have taken it if you boys were inside, but out here I will not allow it."

Ares was now hovering over the men, his arms crossed. He knew he was outnumbered, but the rest of the gaurds could be their with just a flip of a button on his mobile radio.

"Come on, Akira. You can't just stay in the room playing Minecraft all day. You're in a new place, I thought you like places like that."
Both of them seemed to have the same reflex when it came to tragedy that they couldn't help: Ignore it in their own ways.

"Family's dead. World's gone. Now don't you tell me I can't be a darkness dweller." She replied.

"The damn Overseer did actually put us in the basemant. We're in room 45, you know how far down we are? And this place has the most security cameras for some reason." Nariko said, halfway out the door.

"How are you doing that anyway? You can't see yet."

"I'm trying to play by just hearing sounds." She explained.

Rango's voice sounded very sluggish. " Do-oo you 'no who I ams sir! I'ms Rango and I..." Rango was very drunk by now. He gave the guard the finger and said in his voice," We are having fuun and you can't stop me."
The other men were drunk too, although they said nothing. Only lughed at Rango.
the group began playing cards again.

Joachim Lacroix

Shortly after the flask was offered Joachim took it with a nod of thanks, then taking a healthy swig. He almost recoiled at the vodkas shear potency but followed through with another swig. Joachim smirked as a familiar warmness coated the inside of his throat on down to his stomach. He rarely drank vodka before his little trip to the vault but he could appreciate the traditional Russian liquor. Joachim handed the flask back to Smits and pointed to the empty bottle on the floor.

"Thanks for the drink. You can probably tell I started the party a little early. Figured what better time to get hammered, right? The worlds burning and people are dyin', but at least I'm loaded for it." Joachim said in an oddly upbeat tone considering the situation he was in.

He then made his way to his door and opened it, peeking outside to make sure none of the sadistic security guards he'd spotted earlier were withing hearin distance. Satisfied, he closed the door and locked it once more, his booze-addled mind focusing on more important matters.

"So I'm sure you two noticed the psychos in kevlar and riot gear. Apparently they're the ones gifted with the responsibility of "keeping the peace", but considering the fact we're cut off from civilization, we're probably facing some sort of totalitarian rule with the "Overseer" as our pseudo-king, and his security guards as the secret police. Better then dying from radiation poisoning and burns, but not by a whole lot. There's more of us then there are of them and they know it. Probably even scares'em. What I propose is this: if they start pushing their luck in terms of authority, we should put them in their place. Make an example out of one of them."

Joachim ended his alcohol-fueled rant, but was actually quite serious about the potential threat the security guards posed to all of the.

Smits Vectov

Make an example out of one of them, I thought for moment.

" When I was at base camp of our once great Military rumours where that these vaults being built weren’t all made for saving humanity yet animals in an event of a crises, but for testing on the residents. The power this Overseer has should not be toyed with, what dark secrets he may hold could extinguish us all." I stopped realizing I was pacing back and forth, Victor looked at me in a strange way like I needed help. I sat down in a chair.

"Victor and I will be hunted down soon well be searched for in every inch of the vault. So I propose that the three of us drink, "Za vashe zdorovye" (To health) I raised my flask, and began to drink away my problems.

"I'll drink to that!" Said Victor and raised his flask.

So far Nariko hadn't found anything interesting in the vault. And on second though, it was probably a better idea for Akira to not be walking just yet.
"Especially with the bastard Overseer watching my every move." He thought looking up at the camera.

He looked back down, "I'm just being paranoid. Its not like he would actually care that much about me snooping around."
The cameras still made him uneasy.
In the middle of thinking he tripped over a pig and landed face first on the ground.
In all the excitement he had stopped noticing the animals fluttering about. He was surprised at how sanitary they actually were.
He was about to head back to the room until he noticed a greenish glow coming from underneath a door. The door was locked, however, and of course there was a camera pointed directly at it.
His hat went over this one too before trying to program the lock to open.
This was cut off by footsteps on the other side of the door. Nariko squeezed behind a vending machine and looked through a small hole it who came out of it.
It was the doctor.

Ares Warren

Ares smiled. "Listen, if I wasn't in this situation I would be drinking with you boys. But im not, so once again I kindly ask you to give up the alcohol or face the consequences." Ares kept one hand on his radio, and the other on his pistol. These men could be trouble.

Overseer. (Early on before residents started to explore)

'When do we see the affects of the test subjects?" I asked.

The doctor looked at a clipboard in his hand. " Once you have the rest of the Vault distracted I will contact security and sweep the vault for the men. Given by one of the mans implants he is starting to suffer very fierce brain trauma we fear he may not make it, the other ones genetics and cells are developing he may be our very first break through. When the lab is ready I will begin with the next test. " Said the Doctor.

'Good If you are short on anything send word we have quit a large supply of living test subjects." I chuckled.

" I cannot test on innocent lives we could risk extinguishing the entire vault, I plan to limit myself and work using the babies of animals". The doctor said.
"No we won't produce any results using those things, doctor you knew what had to be done when you signed up and if you plan to see the light of day again then you will do as I say" I demanded.

The doctor was enraged. "As you wish Overseer." The doctor left. I turned around in my chair facing the announcement system. "Time for the...distraction."

Rango mimmicked Are's words. "...there will be conse'uences blah blah blah."


Rango got up with his money and drunkingly walked down the hall, looking for another drink. He stumbled to a vending machine. Angrily shoving a dollar for a soda because there was no wine, he noticed a man behind the machine. "Who-oo in the wo-r-dah are yous" rango's drunk voice said.
he also noticed a doctor nearby. But Rango's tall body blocked his view of the man behind the soda machine.

Ares Warren

Pleased that he had dispersed the crowd, Ares looked down at his watch and noticed his shift was over. He walked back to the lounge and took a seat on one of the sofas. Several gaurds were standing around, either quietly talking or grabbing a bite to eat. Ares decided to head back to his room. He was tired, and he preferred eating his own food.

As he made his way down the desolate hallway, a grunt could be heard from ahead. Ares followed the noise, until he reached a small hallway. It was dimly lit, obviously not meant to be traversed by the civilians. A man was on his knees in the far corner. His face was torn up, and his shirt was covered in the crimson color of blood. Ares was about to approach the man, until he noticed the three gaurds behind him. They each wielded a baton; each taking turns bashing the poor man over the head with their now bloody weapons. After several more gruesome hits, one of the gaurds stepped out of the shadows. It was the one that had recruited Ares. Ares noticed because of the distinct scar on the mans neck.

"Well, well." said the scarred man. "Your attempts at spreading these ideas is not welcome. The civilians are not ready. Out of all people I thought you would know that. Apparently, you thought spreading rumors was a good thing." The scarred man then brought out his pistol and rested it against the mans forehead. The bloody man then spoke, although his voice was slowly failing him.

"They will figure out. Then what will you do, Zeek?" The scarred man, named Zeek, thrust his pistol against the mans nose. An agonizing pop could be heard. The bloody man spoke once more.

"Go to he-" his sentence was cut of abruptly as his head was peirced by a single bullet, instantly killing him. Ares turned around, horrified. "Clean this mess up." said Zeek, his eerie voice echoing down the hallway. Ares turned and ran. He didn't turn back.

Overseer.

I pressed down on the announce button, " Citizens of Noah's Ark, this is your Overseer, you all know now that the outside world that we once knew is now nothing but radiation and black rain. Many good lives where lost before the bombs dropped and many more would have died in the vault if it weren’t for vault security, so if you see one of them, let them know that there doing a good job. Thanks to them you were all given a chance to live in our glorious vault and have a chance at life, a chance to start over…

I know everyone is desperate to go out and explore the vault and see the animals, but before that can happen everyone needs to be assigned a job to help this vault thrive. Follow the signs to the conference room and take a seat at round table. This is the place where you will all be given a Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test (G.O.A.T). Anyone at the age of sixteen and above is to imminently go to the conference room." I Preached.

I got out of my chair and wondered down the halls, when I turned a corner a security guard almost flattened me as he sprinted by, "Idiot. I murmured. I continued walking, This vault is a dream come true, all my researches finally come starting to be worth it..."I smirked. hitting the door switch and walked onto the podium awaiting for the resident’s.

Rango now gotten over his drunkeness, well most of it. "Report to the conference room!" the overseer speakers blasted. "Ok?" said Rango. G.O.A.T, well then... Rango has not taken a test in a long time, but he was not a stupid man. He entered the room where other residents were at too. He took a seat at his table and got out a penvil. resting his feet on the table, he waited for the test to be passed out...

Nariko moved his finger across his throat several times trying to get the drunkard to be silent. But he didn't seem to get it.
He may have even seen the doctor glance at him but keep walking.
Thankfully the announcement for the GOAT came over the intercom and distracted the drunk so that Nariko could slip into the crowd of people coming out of their rooms.

Doctor (OOC this is the only time I will play him)

"He's going to take this too fare... I have to take precautions." I walked into the security room, the room went silent everyone looked at me. "Is your Officer here?" I asked. A hand went on my shoulder it was covered in blood.

" Hello doctor what bring's you here? He took out a rag and wiped the blood of his baton. "When the meeting start's I need you to sweep the vault for the two escaped soldiers then bring them too my lab...unharmed. I ordered. "Well doctor we cant promise that can we boy's? The men in the room nodded. After all they did shoot a little girl and try to murder one of my boy's. I swallowed. "I understand just bring them too me when the meeting start's" A bead of sweat went down neck. "You have my word Doctor." The Officer said.

I left the room.