River sat down on a chair palm holding his head up "This is the moment when I wish I had a map or one of those fancy pip-boy things." River drawled in a bored tone.

(OOC: I'll be gone for most of the week. I'll see what happens, I'd like to stay in this RP if at all possible.)

"Well lead the way when you're done playing with your new toy," Erin said to Enfield.

Erin took a seat in a chair and leaned back. She was going to catch up on some sleep with a quick nap. She was going to need as much energy as she could get.

((OOC: Cookies asked me to RP her character whilst she is gone, just inform you.))

John frowned at Erin, "It's not a toy," John said, "And it could be useful, specially since we are going underground." John drank some of his water, and looked out the window, the sun was setting and it would be nught soon, "Though what to do?" John asked the group, "Risk getting lost in the dark, or risk time and wait until morning?"

"the real question you want to ask is Radscorpions or Raiders? river took a swallow of irradiated water and continued "Dark has all sorts of nasty creatures coming out to play and if we wait here that raiding party could come back with friends." River pulled the second squirrel on a stick from the ride in the whirlybird and started munching on it. although I can just as easily give you up to either of them I happen to prefer the animals, at the very least they finish food before going after the next one. river thought to himself, face buried in his food.

Travis had followed the others into the armory. On a shelf was a Chinese assault rifle. It had several clips next to it. Travis walked to it and picked it up. "Man.. This thing's in top-quality condition.. Hey, Mikhail, you can keep that rifle I lent you, I got something better." Travis searched around for more things. He found a few stimpaks. He injected two into his arm. He was starting to feel much better than before.

In the corner of the room, there were shelves containing combat armor. There were tons left on the shelves along with the helmets. Travis took some of the things to repair his armor. On his way out, he noticed the food that the others had taken. He didn't take any, he wasn't hungry at all. Things were alot different when you were a ghoul. You lose half your skin, age slower, and in some cases, digest food slower. Travis had that problem and was rarely hungry.

((OOC: How dare you all!! You let this get to page two, almost page three!!!))

"Travis, is that comat armor? All right." Mikhail heads back to the armory and gets himself a suit of combat armor. Man, this stuff is solid, but I sure hope it can stop a bullet. "Guys, did you see the armor back here? A whole wall coverend in combat armor."

River looked at Mikhail and the combat armor river spoke "I prefer my mobility and I don't think I'm quite strong enough to tote that around" River then went back to devouring his squirrel

Guys, I'm sorry, I really am.. I really worked on this one and thought it would make several parts, but nobody posts anymore. We had a good start, but it's just not working anymore. I have to quit. Once again, sorry.

OOC: I'm back. Looks like this has died.

Pretty much.

None of the RPs I start ever make it past page 3, so this RP was a huge acomplishment. Thanks for joining, but like the others said, its dead

Well, it was fun while it lasted, we got to page 5 on the second thread!