New York City - Feb 14th 2077 - Nuclear War declared inevitable.
Vault M

The real meaning of the M is unknown, however Vault M has been refered to by many names.
Project Metro, Project Massive, Project Maze and Project Minitour.

At 09:30 AM at the peak of the New York Rush hour to get to work, the Entire Metro system locks down.
The largest and most radical of all thier experimental Vaults, within a few minuits all exits are blocked off by the huge rolling vault doors.
Down under the city streets of New York almost a million people are trapped in the Metro system having only what they are wearing and their work bags.
Panic spreads through the crowded platforms like wildfire, the mass of workers are cut off from their family and friends at a time they believe to be the end of the world.

However you were not a member of the large crowds trying to get to work that morning you, on the eve of the great Vault M Valentines Day Slaughter, have been arrested by the USA Army.
Each of you were awoken from your small flat or house in New York that morning by two soldiers in combat armour and wielding Assault Rifles. Dragged from your house you were taken to a deep Vault below New York city...
There you remain, clueless as to what is going on, a civilian surrounded by soldiers deep underground.

(There is alot more story however it will be covered in the breifing.)
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More story will be released after I have people who have made charicters...
I do not want people designing charicters for the story.

Char Sheets MUST be PM'd to me...

Name:
Gender:
Civilian Job: (Nothing silly... Hair dresser, Waiter, Tax Man, Accountant, Milk Man, Window Cleaner, Fire Man, Police Man, Engineer, Builder, Carpinter...) (No more than 1 Police Man)
Appearance: (Hight, skin and hair colour.)
Clothes your wearing: (General clothing...)
Chair Number: (1-10) Cannot duplicate... (dont sit on each others knee...)

Skills: (Keep them job related... a fireman would be able to use big guns... Hose pipe...)

Biography: Where you lived, your family excetra, how you got your job....
Items you have on you at the time: (The stuff in your pocket, maybe a pack of cigerettes... Remember this was at about 7 AM you were dragged out of your home by soldiers...)

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In your introduction you must mention you are brought into a room and told to sit on a chair, ten numbered chairs are lined accross the middle of the room infront of a paraqet from which you will be breifed.
The chair you sit in will be very important, my charicter shall sit in the LOWEST chair left available after everyone else has sat down.


RULES:

1: The seat you sit in will drastically change what your charicter gets.... This choice cannot be changed and if you are not willing to accept the randomness of the DO NOT SUBMIT A CHARICTER.
2: No ubering.
3: No wandering off...
4: No all knowing ness.
5: What I say goes.
6: Stick to the Char sheet.
7: PM ME ALL CHAR SHEETS BEFORE POSTING!

8: Keep your posts to a reasonable length.
9: No fearless, to start the RP you are civilians, not soldiers or wastelanders...

I may join this.

Everyone follow this man's sig as well.


Name: Barry Burton
Gender: Male
Civilian Job: Police Officer
Appearance: 6'4 Tall, lanky build
Clothes your wearing: Grey shirt, blue jeans, black hightop shoes
Chair Number: 7
Skills: Ability to use smaller weapons
Biography: Barry lived in the tougher districts of New York all his life. He normally took the metro to work.
Items: Pack of Watches, Watch, his police badge.

Name: George Folly
Gender: Male
Civilian Job: Crane opperator
Appearance: 5'5 Tall, Beer belly.
Clothes your wearing: Stained pajamas, no shoes.
Chair Number: (For fairness I will be seated in the LOWEST available chair after a number of people have joined.)
Skills: Can burp the alphabet and opperate cranes.
Biography: George is a complete slob and drinks 5 of 7 nights a week, he eats fast food and does not clean his teeth.
Items: A pillow that he would not let go of whilst being dragged out of his bed.

OOC: Changed to George to avoid confusion.

Name: Amika Rodrigues
Gender: Female
Civilian Job: Hair dresser and barmaid.
Appearance: 21 year old, 5'4, Hispanic, dark eyes, dark hair, small build.
Clothes your wearing: drainpipes under a cream coloured dress.
Chair Number: 6

Skills: Meele, Carisma, Noticing little details, Handy with a pair of scissors.

Biography: Lived on the bad side as a kid but when I reached 21 years old, moved to a more suburban area thanks to 'pulling tricks' and a lot of help from a mother's will. Only child. Educated through highschool but dropped out to become a hair stylist. I arrived home in the early hours of the morning and managed to make a cup of tea and a sandwich, my usual midnight snack before being 'disturbed' by some unwanted guests.

Name:John Barnes
Gender:male
Civilian Job:unemployed
Appearance:5,11 brown hair muscular
Clothes your wearing:jeans a leather jacket and boots
Chair Number:9

Skills:small guns,repair and a large amount of knowledge involving mythology.
items:a flick lighter and a pocket knife.

Name: AJ
Gender: Male
Civilian Job: Babysitter
Appearance: White, 7'0", bald and built like a rhino.
Clothes you're wearing: Formal black suit and tie.
Chair Number: 10

Skills: Close combat. And cheering people up.

Biography: AJ was always a nice guy and loved kids. He used to be a mall security guard but the mall shut down so he had to find some other kind of work. Since he and his wife couldn't have kids of there own he decided that he would make a daycare for kids. He was just getting ready to go to a lovely breakfast out with his wife when the military showed up....
Items you have on you at the time: His wallet and his wifes favorite type of flower.

OOC: This is not the start of the Role-Play it is just to keep the interest of the current people.
You may still join the Role play, However I am not going to wait for a full 10, I expect to only get 1 or 2 more at the most.


In silence each of the very different people were dragged into the room by armed US Army Soldiers.
They were placed in a chair and then the Soldiers moved to the side of the room, there they stood in silence guns across thier chest.
The journey had been long and they knew they were deep under New York City.
They had first entered a large Civil Servants building and been taken to a large elivator, using a key the soldiers had opened a secret screen and behind it had pressed a button with the letter M printed on.
The elevator sunk slowly for a long period low into the deep bowles of the City and loud rushes of the Metro Trains could be heard through the walls.

The room was small, eleven chairs ran across the middle, each marked by large Yellow letters from One to Eleven, their significance unknown.
At the front of the room, in the direction the seats faced was a large screen and speaker system, to their right a series of blacked out full wall windows and to the left a large door.

Suddenly the Screen popped into life.
"Hello, my new recruits, my subjects." A picture of a man appeared on the screen he wore a green suit and his left briast was covered in ribbons and stars.
"Welcome to Vault M, you may not have been aware of our secret construction as it was disguised however the New York Metro system has become a fully sealable Nuclear Vault.
That is where you currently are, if you listen closely you will hear your own vault door closeing also... " As the man spoke the group could indeed here a warning siren and the large scraping of the metal vault door closing.
"The Vault you are in is currently completely sealed off from Vault M and was set up as a research experiment, it is currently one of the US Militarys highest priority Research experiments and will help us greatly.
You may not know but It is inevitable that the world is about to be destroyed by a great Nuclear war, the United States has done all it can to stop this war but we have failled. It is now our job to prepare for the new world, a new world in which there is no experienced armies as they were born in peace and a generation were we may have to build what wepons we can from the scrap we find in the wasteland. However we have also build military vaults, here we will keep the technology that we already have and also spend the years we have underground in our vaults developing the technology that is discovered to be the best."

The man paused and asked for a drink of water, after a few moments pause of him taking the glass and drinking from it, he continues with his speech.

"One of the technologies that is being tested in Vault M will be the FE Airborn Virus. FEAV is designed to promote growth of the muscles and create super soldiers, we wish to see how it would work on a large scale and thus we will use it on an entire section of Vault M. Another test of our Vault M is that their are no living accomodations and limited food for the one million plus inhabitants, meaning that they must fight for thier food water and space. Vault M will combine both the revolutionary Supersoldier Virus and Natural selection in one single Experiment allowing us to see how our perfect soldiers fair against regular humans.
Now, you must be wondering where you come into this. Some of our technology could not just be flung into the hordes of humans trying to fight for survival because we would not be able to see its effects properly. You are randomly selected specemins, we will be able to send you into the Vault and follow your every move as so to get good observations on how good the technology is."

At this a small scruffy man sat in chair Eleven jumped out of his seat and began cursing the man on the screen.
"You will not send me into that death trap you [censored] [censored], why dont you go svck on my [censored] [censored] you piece of [censored]."

A thundering noise could be heard around the room and blood splattered the screen on which the Army figure had been speeching on.
The scruffy man of seat 11 was nothing more than a bloody hunk of meat as the round of bullets had ripped through his chest.

It is several minuits after the Scruffy man of seat eleven had been shot.

No one spoke, the room was silent once more.
As a soldier walked across to the screen to wipe away the blood the picture of the Army man came back into view.
On the right the polorised windows cleared so that they were now transparent.
The other screens around the main one flickered into life and it could be seen that they were security cameras.

The images showed the platforms and corridors of the huge metro system full of panicing people.
The images rolled through thousands of cameras all different parts of the Metro system.

"You see the huge ammount of people in our Experiment? This is going to be single the largest social and military experement conducted in history."
As he spoke the main screen changed, no longer a picture of his face... Instead a scene of horror.
"Happy Valentines day..."
The video feed showed the trapped citizens swelling and bloating, some of them fell to the ground thier skin pealing from thier skin.
A large male suddenly grew his flesh deforming and his skeleton pushing out of his skin.

"You see them, thier bodys are becoming superior, they are the weapons against which we will be testing the normal human race in the struggle for survival..."
Several hours passed, as the security feeds kept changing it saw images of the hyper-aggressive monsters spreading out throughout the metro system, scenes of murder could be seen as the monsters fed on human flesh to fuel their growth.
On one of the cameras a huge green man was seen weilding a piece of the iron gurders used to create the metro train track as a weapon.
The main image in the centre of the screen however remained the same, hours later the video feed showed piles of dead disfigured people who had not survived the transformation and the huge hulking beasts who had walking around... some feating on the carcusses of the dead test subjects.


OOC

Ok I Reaper is about to post the last char in the role play.
I am about to post the special seat things.

My random Number Generator gave me.

* 3 peterbilt121
* 4 PsympleJester
* 6 Amika
* 1 atled3
* 2 ForceMunkeE
* 5 Reaper

I will do it in order from 1-6

After I have done all 6 the role play will start,
1, 2, 3 are the interesting ones and will take me about 5 mins to write each...
3 4 5 are just simple (but still fun)

So should be ready to start the RP in 20 is mins!

Name: Nick Jem
Gender: Male
Civilian Job: Box designer, Hacker
Appearance: Slim, 5'11", Slightly tanned white
Clothes your wearing: loose Green t-shirt, dirty jeans
Chair Number: 4

Skills: Science, Mathematics and Hacking

Biography: Nick is just a normal man. He works a cubical job and doesn't do much other than draw designs for cereal boxes. Nick mostly hacks in his spare time and uses the money as pocket change.

Items you have on you at the time: Laptop in a bag with other hacking equipment, flick blade, cigarettes and a zippo lighter.

After hours of deadly silence whilst the group of scared civilians watched the harrowing events on the monitors a intercom sounded, this time not the arrogant soldier but instead a scientist.

"Will John Barnes, Seat 9, please head to the door."
A soldier walked over and escorted John to the door, as he pushed him to the door he hancuffed his hand behind his back.
The large door opened with a ear splitting squeel of metal on metal, inside nothing but darkness and John was pushed into the the room.
A scream was just audioble over the screeching of the door returning to its original position.

Again the intercom sounded, the scientist voice again.
"In the harsh enviroment of the Nuclear Wastleland it is unsure whether humans will be able to survive, to assure the survival of the human race we must sometimes take drastic measures." A Blood curdling scream is heard from John through even the thick steal door and a squelshing noise.
"This is a very advanced project of our goverment and is currently in its final testing stages."

The group looked at each other in sheer horror as they heard the scientists Charismatic speech even over the previous screams of John.

"This piece of technology is radiation proof, it protects the weaknesses of the human body and provides a safe haven for clear thought during battle and the harshness of the wasteland."

After a couple of minuits the door opened again, a large robot rolled out of door.
It turned on the spot looking back into the door of which it had just come out from.

"Where am I?" The Robots Voice spoke in a metalic tone...
"What have they done to me?"

John is a RoboBrain, he has had his brain svcked from his skull and suspended in fluit...
it has been attacked with synthetic neurons to a robot... atled3 you will need to role play taking time to learn how to use your new body...
Currently all your weapons ( a laser pistol in each claw) are disabled.


OOC: Back and cracking on

AJ was horrified but he could only think of one thing... My sweet Amanda.... I hope you're OK... I will see you again I promise.... AJ looked around at all the others and went to the man that was turned into a robot. "Are you OK? Do you need help moving?" AJ being a towering 7'0" looked down on everyone even John, but the look he had on his face was one of sadness. He was next, he didn't want to frighten his poor Amanda....

Name: Kane Austen
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Civilian Job: Former UFC Fighter. Now works as a lumberjack cutting trees and planting new ones
Appearance: Short Cut Black hair, 6'5, 200lbs, Rough beard, Caucasian
Clothing: Padded shirts and pants. No finger Gloves.
Skills: Unarmed.
Chair Number: 5
Bio: Kane was a former UFC fighter. He came in 2nd but lost with a broken collar bone. Now he works as a lumberjack. The Soldiers came to him while he was making breakfest for himself.
Other Items: A bottle of water (purified of course.), his wallet with identification, around 50$. In his other pocket he has a pack of gum.

Kane looked around at the other people in the room. There was a tall, huge man in a suit who was talking to the man who had just become a robot. There was a short young woman, in a cream colored dress. and a bunch of average sized men.

What the hell is going on here! A man just became a robot, and the other got shot!

Kane walked over to the huge man talking to the robot.

Kane: Do either of you know what the hell is going on here?

With her chin quivering and her eyes ready to let go of tears, Amika can not bare to look up at the scene before her.

"I have to be dreaming" She whispers to herself, her chin almost touching her chest as she rocks forward and back slightly, her head shaking from side to side "This can't be happening"

She raises her eyes, just slightly to turn her head around and note the number of her chair. Six, seeing blood splattered on the ground makes a tear drop from her eye and roll down her cheek. "It's real... Isnt it" she asks, looking to the legs of the person sitting to her left.

As AJ was talking to the robot he noticed a little girl crying (little to him anyway) and went over to her a knelt down slowly not wanting to scare her. "It's OK child. What's your name? Mines AJ." He put the friendliest smile he could on. He shifted to sitting down so he would be her head hight and wiped away her tears.

"Do not be sad, John is now a superior human capable of surviving the Nuclear Wasteland! Aigh Jay Proceed to the Door Please."

The opened again, this time it was not loud and ear cracking it was smooth and opened with a light woosh of air.
"However not all in the Nuclear Future may be as lucky as John, not all of Vault Tec's superior technology may be available for the human race... Some may have to survive using primative tools."

AJ stood in the doorway waiting to to be snatched into the depths of the room.
He suddenly felt a huge object hit him and it knocked him to the floor.

"Congratulations AJ your sport is survival, pick your weapon of choice." The scientists voice now full of sickly enthusiasm.
AJ slowly picked himself up and explored the object that had hit him.
It was a large black leather suitcase of which he instantly unzipped to see its contents.
Inside AJ found a huge variety of sports equipment.

• Two tennis rackets
  
• A gold putter
  
• A cricket bat
  
• A javelin
  
• A pair of football boots
  
• A sports bra
  
• A bottle of water
  
• A shotput
  
• A sweatband

(Yeah AJ did just get armed with a young females PE Kit...)

"Barry of Seat 7 please set into the Door please" The door had not re-opened it had remained opened whilst AJ was stood outside oblivious of it fumblign through his bag..
Barry was instantly pushed inside by a Armed Soldier from behind.

As he fell into the room sounds of ripping and tearing could be heard, and the door slammed down with a loud boom.

"Whilst in the Wasteland we believe that creativity and ingenuity is the key to survival..."

No specific sounds could be heard from inside the door just general complaints from Barry as he was being pushed around and forced to do things.

"We belive that with the know how people can create things from nothing!"

Barry was pushed back out a few minuits later...

"Now on Barry we see modled the Wasteland Scrap armour... Using pieces of sheet metal from retired Metro Trains we have created Barry a piece of armour that might stop a bullet!"
The armour was made of pieces of scrap metal and is original grey shirt and blue jeans to tie them together... On the briast of the armour his police badge had been glued.

"Aswell as armour we also believe the clever ones can make weapons... Such as the Steam Powered Rail Way Rifle."
On barrys back was a large tank and a fission battery was wired to it, a hose lead to a long pipe sealed at one end.

"Just pick up the railway spikes that hold down every single piece of track in the entire Metro system, put them in the pipe and pull the trigger... Caution is advised the Weapon will get hot, and with no clothes you will burn easily.)

(Yes barry is butt naked appart from his socks, shoes, underpants and the rusty scrap armour... He is also the 1st one to get a weapon type he is good with...)

AJ got up carrying with him the bag of sports supplies and sat down beside the girl. He handed her the bottle of water (OCC: Which I assume is full?). "Now child, what was your name?" He had a smile on his face again. He actually found the man in the armor amusing. While he was sitting down waiting for a name he looked through the bag again.

OOC: Im going to do me last... I still get the same equipment Im just putting me in last order so others can see what they get... Im sure your all eager...

"Nick of Seat 4 please stand against the wall with your legs wide open."
A shiver of fear fell over Nick as he was the only one not to be directed to the door.
Nick stood, his legs slightly appart agaisnt the wall.

"Wider..." He slowly inched his legs wider and wider appart
"Everybody stand still whilst the Soldiers Proceed" The soldiers all lifted their weapons to ensure no one moved except one...
The last one pointing his assault rifle between Nick's legs unloaded on the walls between his legs.

Nick jumped about a foot in the air but his legs remained wide open.
"The wasteland will be inhospitable for many generations, because of this our technology we store will be used by untrained civilians."

The soldier passed his empty assault rifle to Nick who held it very cautiously asthough it was about to explode, he then undressed and passed Nick his combat armour, helmet and trousers.
"Nick is our normal, he will provide infomation on how easy our current equipment is to use by untrained people and show how good it is against the other subjects equipment."

She looks up to the man, for the first time seeing his face. He towers over her, even in their sitting positions. Declining the water she brings her knees to her chest, staring at the floor. "Bella-Amika" she mumbles, her arms winding around her folded legs. "Amika's better though".

AJ smiled at the girl. She reminds me of Amanda when we were younger... "Well Amika it's very nice to meet you. Don't worry, I wont let them hurt you." AJ got up and went over to the man with the "armor". "Is that to heavy lad? Would you like some help?" AJ just remembered the man saying his gun could burn him, "Here take this water in case the weapon gets to hot."

(sorry squeemish people)

The security guards returned to their posts around the room and the unequipped one left via the Security door.

"Amika of Chair 6, our only female please proceed to the service pipe."

A small door hatch next to the large screen opened up and she walked towards it hesitantly, atleast nothing nasty could come out something so small she thought to herself.
"In the unforgiving wasteland, without medical attention even the smallest cut can become infected and require amputation. However thanks to Vault Tec and our Medical team have made an amazing discovery!"

A sudden wooshing sound can be heard from the pipe and Amika braces herself.
"The stimpack! Lasts forever and thanks to a medical discoverey even greater than penecillin, it cures EVERYTHING!"

Suddenly a tide of stimpack kneedles rush down the curved pipe and gush out onto the floor, some sticking into the girls legs and arms as the sharpe kneedles catch her skin whilst falling to the floor.

"Oh dear, its ok this can be a test run... Use the stimpacks to heal the wounds they caused."

(Amika now has 100 spererate stimpacks... Might wanna put them in AJ's bag...)

"Kane Austen please proceed to the door please"
As Kane walked slowly towards the door it opened up and the scientists stepped out.
Holding in his had he had a small grey pistol...
"Here ya go Kane, its a Gauss Pistol, our currently most advanced hand held weapon... It uses magnets to accelerate a small metal pellet to speeds unimaginable, like Nick you will find ammunition outside..."

He passed over the gun to the awestruck Kane and stepped back into the door.

"Why did you have to take my clothes, who wants a naked Robocop" He yelled as he walked around in the old scrap armor.

He pulled the trigger of the rifle and felt burning along his back. Everytime he shot this damn thing would burn him.


"Hey anyone got some spare pants" He yelled, half laughing.

Amika grinds her teeth as the pain shoots up her leg

come on she thinks You've got tattoos that hurt more than this...

She lets out a slow breath, If there is one thing she can deal with its needles. Slowly she leans against the nearest wall and raises her hand to the first needle, closing her eyes shut before tugging the first one out, then the second, third, svcking air through her teeth as each one leaves her skin with only a small bead of blood to show for it.

She hands each needle to AJ to place in his bag and with a numb leg and a throbbing arm, takes her seat.

AJ was horrified he helped her to her chair. When she was on a chair he grabbed all the "stimpacks" and put them in the bag. The scientist said they heal.. well lets try one.... AJ grabbed a stimpack out of the bag and was about to put it in her arm but before he did he looked up at her and smiled "It's OK Amika, this one will make you feel better." After he said that he stuck it in her arm...

(OCC: MAN!! I have bad timing...)