People In Rp: (Also click on this for the OOC thread) http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1184678-noahs-ark-vault-ooc-and-rp-sign-up/

paladian lewis (Name: Matthew “Matt” Shepard)

Arrow Slayer (Name:Dan Denwich)

Arrow Slayer (Name:Smits Vectov)

Galen (Name:Nariko Hoshi)

Your mom=My brother (Name:John Marlowe)

reidster338 (Name:Ares Warren)

DarkZerker (Name: Michael Young)(Alias: Test Subject: #42)

Imperator Augustus (Name:Joachim Lacroix)


Date: October 23, 2077. Location: Town in a valley in Idaho

In an open jeep and two heavy anti aircraft tucks, the soldiers of S (Spotter) Battery’s Gun Section Seven followed a steep twisting road with drifting fog toward a valley with Noah’s Ark Vault.
Gusting winds shook the canvas sides of the labouring trucks and swept in erratic spirals around the sergeant driving the support jeep and the corporal scanning the bright blue sky for enemy aircraft.

A large town appeared blurred in the fog the Vault shown itself in the distance the paranoid people where lined up waiting to get inside others where enjoying there Saturday evening. Sergeant Miguel Dock raised a hand and Corporal Smits in the lead truck acknowledged the gesture with his horn, the single beeping noise lost almost instantly in the cold wind. The A.A convoy stopped on a small ledge near a tangled mass of brush that stopped the wind, their mission was to watch for any Canadian Aircraft sneaking into the area. Smits swung his truck around into another pasture giving all the Cannons a full field of fire. The sergeant set up an Arial scanning device while everyone else listened for the roar of a jet engine ignoring the hustle and bustle of cars in the town.

Later the Sergeant reported that contact with D.C was lost and we need to immediately report to the nearest military instillation. The alarm in the town sounded off but no body seemed to care. The small convoy packed up with haste and was headed to Pat Recon Base 4 miles at the on the other side of town. Docker who was Smits best friend was sitting in the spotter seat or what others call it (Shotgun) picked up his Binoculars to scan the sky. A black figure was circling the town as jet engines filled the sky with a roar then two jets shot across the town at mock 2, the Navigation system quickly identified them as Chinese spec ops fighters.

The Sergeant screamed to step the speed up then an armada of Chinas new jet bomber built for speed and heavy bombing or nukes appeared. They where targeting the Vault and town, the Vault thought Smit in his head. The truck veered off the road followed by the other the sergeant screamed over the radio a fighter then came after him and blasted the sergeant full of holes. They slammed the brakes at the Vault entrance and ran into the cave, the door was shutting. Smits and Docker sprinted with speed down the cave past other families bailing through just when the door rolled into place.

The vault is shut everyone inside is now locked away, safe from the apocalypse, safe from radiation and safe from death. Everyone who ran into the vault was in panic dear loved ones left outside where left to die then Vault security appeared caring clothing that everyone was expected too wear. “ Line up now everyone”. People slowly got up weeping some in shock they all new that this place was there only hope they soon will have no home.

A voice crackled on a nearby speaker the room went dead. “ Vault citizens of Noah’s Ark I am your Overseer, you leader, guide to live a happy and peaceful life in this Vault. Now please direct you attention to the men in uniform they are our protectors they will help you with anything you need so please listen to there instruction so they may show the new home. If there are any animals that you see in the hallways please leave them they have their own home that they are directed to. Pets will be allowed in your rooms, when you arrive the door will be locked behind you and you can change into clothing. We are now Vault Dwellers.

Rango streched out in his room with a bunk bed. His sister was still terrifed with the events that just happened, especially the screaming.
Rango's clothes were still fresh so he kept them on. His hat was pretty oderly though. Anyways, John began petting and stroking his pet dog and cat. both were strays and where originally owned by rich folks, but shooed them off due to how much it costed to raise them "Pathetic people," John said outloud. "Huh?" asked his sister, who seemed much calmer now. She was 17, not officialy an advlt yet, but John would let no one make a move on her. Think of it as a dad and his daughter. She was pretty, and so was John's mother, but he didn't want her turning into his mom. The reasons were simple but very personal.
"Nothing. Slipped outta my big head," he joked. "That big head seems pretty empty," laughed his sister in return, playfully.
The pets were meowing and barking. pretty loudly too, but he didn't care. He didn't care at all...

Joachim Lacroix

Joachim had missed most of whatever was being barked over the loud speaker, his mind entirely focused on the fact that he'd been spending the rest of his life in a giant underground zoo. Jameson started to mew loudly, apparently aware of their situation as well. Figuring it was best to snag a decent room before they were all taken, Joachim made his way to the living quarters, then popping into the first free apartment he could see and closing the door behind him.

In preparation for their stay Joachim had brought a few tins of gourmet cat food with him, the soft paste that smelled absolutely disgusting. After opening a tin and leaving it out for Jameson (who started munching on it the second it was open), Joachim grabbed a vault jumpsuit and looked it over, obviously depressed.

"From Armani suits to something a janitor would wear... Fan-friggen-tastic." Joachim muttered as he set the jump suit aside. Currently he had on a particularly expensive brand-name leather jacket, designer jeans and a red polo shirt, something you might where when going out for a night on the town.

Figuring it wasn't mandatory to wear that bad excuse for a uniform, Joachim simply kicked his feet up and watched Jameson get his eat on. He'd found the completely black kitten snuggled up to it's mothers corpse, who'd been trampled outside of a grocery store. Joachim never liked cats or animals in general, but that sight had gotten to him. The small kitten began to purr after filling himself up, hopping up on the bed next to Joachim and laying down.

After mulling over what he should next for a few moments, Joachim simply looked at the kitten and shrugged, laying down next to him. "Yeah, my sentiments exactly.", he said before falling asleep.

Vault entrance: Smits Vectov.

"It's ok Marthin your a Marine your tough a little firefight is nothing" I said trying to cheer the weeping soldier up, I put my hand on his shoulder. Marthin looked up he eyes red and his skin pale I was shocked how young he was.

"You want me too just forget about what happened out there just svck it up and get over It, did you forget already about what happened what you did? Marthin was in rage.

"I ran like everyone else did". I said calmly.

"Don't you [censored] lie? You know what you did to the family the woman had a baby child and was almost in the Vault when you threw here out of the way you [censored], that child could of had a life and now you left them out there to die"! Screamed Marthin. I was shocked I couldn't think I didn’t know what to say I sat there and looked up at Marthin who was looking back down at me his eyes filled with anger.

"You have nothing to say huh well I guess none of these people matter huh? Everyone who lived should die like the rest I think. Marthin took his sidearm out and pointed at me. You will be the first to die". Said Marthin coldly, I Vault guard looked up. "Holy [censored], put you weapon down sir"! Demanded the Vault guard. "You can go sit your ass down. Marthin aimed his gun at the guard. Go to hell".

Bang Marthin fell to the floor a pool of blood flowed around his head, people in the room let out screams.

Ares Warren

Ares backed up as the man fell to the ground. A sickening pool of blood started to surround the man, making most of the others throw up and gag. Ares did nothing. He had seen this before. Many times, actually. Now was not the time to relive those moments. Instead, he yelled with all his might. "What is going on here?!" He was not much of a fan for getting involved in these situations, but this vault needed order.

"Holy [censored]! Did you hear that Catherine?" John's sister replied,"of course! Sounded like a loud pop!"
"Or more like a loud bam! Damn guns going off eh? Good thing I brought this revolver. It's dads, remember?"
John figured he'd get in major trouble not wearing his vault uniform, so he pulled off his shirt and put the cold and itchy vault shirt and pants on. The shirt was half-way opened for that cowboy look, along with his hat tilted to hide his eyes. He opened the door, realizing it was locked loosely. "Robbing safes really paid off," said John as he navigated a small stick to loosen the lock. Click. The door opened and John started towards the screaming, yelling, and the loud noise. "Stay here with the pets, ok? I'll be back.'
John journeyed towards the location of the shot, navigating tight corridors and dorrways. His revolver was hiddened, but ready to fire just in case...
He stood infront of where the shot came from. Seeing that it was blocked off from his side, he knocked.

Nariko didn't have much time to ponder his surroundings.
"Help! I need a doctor!" Nariko shouted, running to his sister.

"[censored]. We knew this would happen." A close guard said.

"Med is this way." He told Nariko, lightly indicating from him to quickly follow.
Nariko was too concentrated on his sister to notice the raised voices around him.

"Damn it! This door is blocked! Why is this piece of [censored] always jamming?" The guard yelled and kicked the door. "Come on, we'll have to take a different route."
The next door they went through closed just as the shot rang out behind them.

Joachim Lacroix

A loud pop could be heard as some sort of small panic seemed to break out. Cramming different people with different ideals and backgrounds into a confined space was bound to lead to some conflict, but Joachim had assumed the whole...world ending thing would put some stuff in perspective for more aggressive types. Having no firearm or other means to protect himself other then his fists, Joachim simply got up, locked his door and laid back down.

He'd been extensively trained in both jujitsu and traditional karate from the age of 8 in the event that his mouth wrote him a check his fists would have to cash, which it often had. Earning black belts in each of these disciplines had greatly pleased his father, who feared Joachim would grow up to be a typical soft, rich boy type that usually had others fight his battles.

"I'm sure some would-be hero will take care of that. Not getting myself shot when I evaded a multitude of nuclear-[censored]-bombs.", Joachim muttered to Jameson. Still, getting back to sleep would be impossible now that he knew people were shooting off guns in the vicinity. Unsure what to occupy him self with at the moment, Joachim grabbed a bottle of premium scotch whiskey out of his bag, of which he'd brought multiple bottles. The label read "Johnny Walker Blue", Joachim's father's favorite liquor and incidentally, his too. After pouring himself a generous glass Joachim began to sip the delicious concoction, curious if more gunshots were to follow.

Overseer Room an Denwich.

Leaning back in the chair i threw my leg up on the desk. "Won't be long before man kind is on the brink of extinction then we can get this vault going. Thought Dan. A loud pop went off in the distance. No worries the gaurds are just being a bit strict". The door flew open.

"Overseer a U.S marine attempted to kill a gaurd, we killed him but the people are panicing also there are two other soldiers". Said the vault guard out of breath.

I though for a moment. "Grab some more men and get everyone to there rooms now and get those soldiers locked up when all this is done I want you to incinerat the body and return to your room."
'Yes Overseer" The guard ran off.

"You know how many vault issues could be fixed if we just had radios, man? I mean, there are plenty of loud speakers but vault security doesn't get [censored] baby monitors." The guard ranted as they quickly walked through the dark maintenance hallway.

"At least we get flashlights. I can hardly see." The guard went on just as they stepped through a door and into the clinic.
Nariko hadn't been listening to a word of it.

The room was much smaller than Nariko had expected and was full of large metal boxes.
"What the hell? We already have doors jamming and now medical supplies hasn't even been fully set up yet? What were these morons expecting?" The guard said, stepping back out of the door way.

"Well listen, dude. I'll be back in a while to see how things are. Just sit tight because I haven't shown you the rooms yet."

"Most of those bastards just darted off into the hallways looking for rooms as if they..." The guard grumbled as he walked back into the eerie darkness.

Nariko turned and said, "Hello? My sister has been shot!", urgently.

The door at the end of the clinic slid slowly open to reveal a thin, disturbed looking man in doctor's fatigues.
"You rang?"

"...No. But I need help." Nariko said.

Smits Vectov. Vault Entrance.

I sat near Marthins body my eyes started to burn; I began to cry something that has never happened since best pal in the world died. I cuffed Marthins hand. "I’m so sorry, this was my fault and I'm sorry I should be the one out there waiting for my death to come not the family I wish... I stopped for a moment a man screamed. "What’s going on here!" Looking at my bloody hands, I wish you did shoot me for what I did to that family I disserve to die." More shouts in the room occurred. "There they are!" Yelled a man.

I turned around and the last thing I saw was the end of a rifle, everything went black.

Nariko heard more shots from upstairs.
"What the hell is going on up there?" The doctor asked.

"I don't know. I came here instantly." Nariko told him.
They where standing over his mostly bandaged sister, who was thankfully not as badly injured as Nariko thought.

"Well now its a simple matter of her wounds healing. And she'll need to take these." The doctor said, holding out a small canister of eye medicine.

"It'll help with the blindness, but for her to be fully healed you'll have to come back and see me when she can see shapes again." He went on.

"Thanks." Nariko said simply.

"You probably need to leave. I'll have more company later." The doctor said coldly.

"The security guard-"

"Don't trust them. Just get out of here for now." The doctor said.

Vault Office terminal: Overseer

Using my terminal to watch everything I see, Vault security was hauling off the marines toward a door, the rest of security was getting everyone to there rooms, a mechanic was trying to attempting to repair a broken terminal. I changed the image and saw two men beating the life out a man I watched, intrigued at how they would do this then two vault security turned the corner I could see them shouting but the raged men where not listening, bang, bang fast and painless. I could not help but let off a smile, changing the to another camera a man was wondering the halls calmly I saw something tucked behind his shirt, no doubt a gun he went to a door and knocked.

"Now listen vault boys," said Rango, sarcasticlly and long from the door he was at. He had his revolver pointed at the two guards and the man on the floor.
"We can all fight and turn this vault into living hell, or we can walk off to our dorms."
The guards paused for a sec. They were agry a "civilian" had the gun at them, but they may have realized it was the outlaw Rango.
The guards released the man and ran off towards other loud bangs. Rango picked up the man with his hand and sent him on his way.
Rango returned to his dorm, shut the dorr and locked it manually, and rested on his bunk. His sister asked what happened, and Rango said,"Business".
Then Rango thought. What he did back there could get him killed? "the cameras, I should have realized the cameras!" thought Rango.

Ares Warren

Ares caught up to one of the gaurds. He pulled on the mans shoulder, turning him with extreme force and looking straight into the mans eyes.

"Why did one of the garuds just kill that man?!" demanded Ares. His voice rang out through the narrow corridor. Ares was a large man, and could easily kill the gaurd standing in front of him. He expected the gaurd to arrest him, but instead he simply smiled.

"I like your determination, boy. Apparently, one of our gaurds didn't make it in time before the bombs dropped. We can use someone else who is good with a gun." The mans eyes were locked on Ares. Ares looked the man over. These gaurds were not men to be trusted, but if he was to become anything more than a drunk in this vault this was somewhere to start.

"When do I start?"

Vault Overseer:

"Soon this will be all under control." Watching security direct people into there rooms others dealing with citizens in a... Un civilized manner but I'm fine with It. I changed onto the screen. There was a man I zoomed in straight away recognizing the man i saw early on, he was pointing a gun at two guards who released a man onto the floor the guards looked too be in rage but then ran off.

" He'll be some bit of fun. I chuckled. Looking over at the man who was helped up. " Freeze image. I zoomed in on his face. Well, well, well suject 42 looks like you did make it into the vault after all you actually had me worried. Ah yes you make a fine addition to our research." The footage continued after being helped up he ran off he knows I'm watching.

OOC: Not being rude, but don't you get a vault job AFTER the billy G.O.A.T. test?

OOC:Gaurds are not determined via the G.O.A.T. And considering this is not an "ordinary" vault I suppose taking in random civilians as gaurds is not much of a problem.

SHoot sorry about the OOC only...

"Fu-" Nariko covered his mouth and nose.
There where to guards beating the living hell out of someone on the ground. The maintenance hallways where dark and isolated so no one was hearing it.
Nariko hid behind the corner and silently put his sister on the floor.
He looked back and saw there was a camera on the wall pointed straight at the beating.

"What the hell?" He thought.
He was beginning to seriously not trust any of the guards or even whoever this overseer was.
He took off his hat and used it to cover the camera.

Without the guards seeing him, he reached around one and quietly unclipped his police baton. They seemed to be going for the slow form of beating someone to death.
Nariko tore the other guard's helmet off and knocked him out with the police baton. The other turned and reached for his nightstick, which wasn't there.
Before he saw Nariko's face, Nariko stove the guard's face guard in with the baton and drove it into his forehead.
Both of the guards fell unconscious.

Nariko helped the man to his knees and asked, "Are you alright? Theres a hospital just-"
The man pushed past Nariko and ran down the hall before Nariko saw his face.

Nariko took his hat off of the camera, staying out of its range of view, and put it back on.

Overseer Office:

I message pops up on the terminal, Vault area Scanning, a little bonus that I installed for the Vault.

"What is this?” I read over the message.

Vault #54 (Noah's Ark) Contact has been lost at D.C, you are required to contact an administrator for more information, and I skip the first part and went to the scanning report.
Scan Report: All but one Unidentified aircraft have left the no fly zone area, at 35 thousand and increasing height, 3.5 miles out one aircraft remains and will soon be over top of Noah's Vault recommended by Vault Tech the blast doors are closed and secured and vault citizens are to remain in assigned rooms. Warning alarm is recommended do you accept.

I stared at the screen in amazement. “It’s really happening. I pressed Vault Alarm a voice began to talk over the speakers. The reactors power off and Emergency power goes on for now.

“Attention Vault citizens you are all to immediately head to you rooms and remain until further notice from Overseer, this is a message from Vault tech life’s better when you live in a Vault.” The message repeats.

"...Life's better when you live in a vault."

"Its sad that that's actually true for me so far." Nariko thought looking down at his sister.

Nariko thought back to what the doctor said.
"She's in shock. Thats why she passed out. She shouldn't be awake for a day or so, depending on how traumatic it was"

"[censored] it, we can't deal with this right now!" He said out loud and picked her up.

"Attention Vault citizens you are all to immediately head to you rooms and remain until further notice from Overseer, this is a message from Vault tech life’s better when you live in a Vault.” The voice repeated.

Nariko ran down the hall until he got to the door the guard had led him through.
"What room? I don't have a room yet!"

The door opened to reveal a crowd of people shoving past each other to get back to the rooms.
"Get away from me! Get the [censored] back!" He saw someone shouting from one of the rooms.
He heard a girl in the room say something before the door closed and locked.

Nariko could only run into the crowd of people.
He could hear long loud sounds above him that sounded like loud growling.
When he got out of the crowd, still holding his sister, he had no idea where he was but only knew that everyone was running away from where he was.
He quickly ran through a door, and then another door, without knowing where the others were exactly. Until he came to a door that looked a bit different from the rest.
He pressed the release button and jumped inside before the door went into lock down behind him.
In front of him was a series of screens, all of those in front of him showing the same feed that seemed to be from a camera on a street corner. The feed showed the bombs going off, and the rest of the screens going to static.
And standing in front of the screens and in front of Nariko was the overseer.

Joachim Lacroix

As various loud alarms rang out Joachim simply continued to sip his Johnny Walker Blue. Jameson quickly hopped up on Joachim's lap and covered his little ears with each paw. Now petting the small kitten to reassure him, Joachim looked up at the loud speaker and sarcastically muttered a few slurred remarks.

"Uh... I'm pretty sure I'm already in my room... Hmmm.", he said before finishing off his glass. "It's gonna be impossible to sleep with those damn alarms blaring, though..." Apparently annoyed by the blaring "HONK HONK HONK!" coming out of the speaker hanging from the ceiling in the corner of his room, Joachim climbed up on the nearby nightstand and began whacking the thing with the chair he'd been sitting on. Eventually the noise stopped, though Joachim doubted he could get back to sleep. The world was being destroyed and millions, maybe billions were dying in a hellish, man-made apocalpyse, but Joachim was strangely distant from the whole thing.

Whether it was the copious amounts of alcohol in his system or something else entirely was up for debate, but Joachim assumed elsewhere in the vault people were crying and such. "Glad we get private rooms.", he muttered before climbing atop his bed, Jameson in hand. The little guy had since calmed down after the noise ceased, and began to purr loudly again. For the first time since entering the vault Joachim began to wonder what the future held for him and his tiny companion.

Sure they'd avoided a fiery death but for all he knew he was locked up with a bunch of sociopaths. He'd spotted a couple members of the "security" team and immediately placed them as borderline psychopaths. Now snapping out of his drunk haze, Joachim grabbed the same bag he kept his Johnny Walker in and retrieved two butterfly knives, taking one in each hand. With a skillful flick of his wrist the blades flicked out, each of them sharpened to an extremely sharp edge. Jameson looked at him curiously as he did this, having no idea what the deadly weapons were. Amused, Joachim looked toward the kitten and smiled, stowing each of the blades under his pillow after retracting them.

"Don't worry little guy. These are not for you. Hopefully they're not for anyone...", he said before passing out again.

Rango's ears picked up a descending whistle sound, along with the ear-achening alarm. Then, boom!
Rango knew what happened. He was sad to say that it was the end of the world. He sat in silence in the darkness.

He put his hat on the end of the bed where his pets where.
"Oh, Bury Me Not." Rago turned on ther adio and listened to this old cowboy song.

Vault Jail: Smits Vectov

A guard approached the door his footsteps echoed all around him he had an evil smirk on his face, click and the door opened. I felt my knife in my hand waiting for a chance too escape, my friend Victor was still passed out. An alarm sounded the guard looked around in shock. I followed up behind him drawing my knife, and blood slashed up on the walls as I cut the mans gullet.
"Did he have too die?" Asked John who was wide-awake.

I stared at him blankly suddenly and loud rumble started, the entire vault seemed too shift the lights flickered. It has begun. I peeked around the corner another security guard screaming down the hallway his weapon drawn; I crouched behind a desk waiting to strike. The guard ran in raise his pistol and scanned the room he turned his back, I sprigged up from the desk I swung my foot up for a round house. The guard ducked laughed and punched me in the face. Slamming into the wall, I felt a tap on my shoulder turning around the barrel of the a gun was in my face I closed my eyes, Life's better when you live in a vault... When I opened I saw Johns hand sticking out and a ruined chair around the guard, I grabbed Johns hand and got up.

"Are you going to kill him too?" Victor asked. "Lets tie him up,” I said. The alarm continued to blare my head was throbbing." Lets go find us a room maybe we they will forget about us." Said Victor being sarcastic.

We started off down the vault I heard people yelling in the distance we decided to avoid that place. Every door switch we tried was locked then finally luck was on our side one opened John and I without thinking It could be the vault security room tossed ourselves in and shut the door. The alarm was gone we leaned against the door; a low hiss filled the silence. Bang, Bang, Bang a bottled rolled on the floor towards us a man was passed out on the bed.

OOC: Er, I think I actually locked the door but we can say I unlocked it I guess o_o

Joachim Lacroix

During his inebriated state Joachim often had particularly dark dreams. This one consisted of his father, Armand, speaking to him a strange distant voice. What made it truly eerie is that his father looked as he did the last time Joachim saw him, emaciated and weak from the radiation poisoning. Just as his father began to scream terribly Joachim awoke, sweat pouring down his face.

Though his senses were dulled, Joachim would vaguely here what sounded like the "woosh" sound of a automated door being opened. As quick as he could manage he grabbed each of his knives from under his pillow, then getting to his feet. Before him were two men who appeared to be lost, but could just the same of been there to rob him. Jameson tensed up on on the bed as the hairs on his back stood up, indicating he was equally surprised. Still pretty buzzed from the liquor, Joachim wobbled a bit before regaining his footing. He'd fought drunk on a couple occasions as that was his most rambunctious state, but if he could manage to avoid it he would.

"Heh... Thought you'd come and rob the drunk guy eh? Big mistake gentlemen.", Joachim said as he entered a basic defensive stance.