Abram, listening to the intercom, grips his gun a little bit tighter.

{OOC: Approved by Tyson}

Full Name: Malarco Meridan

Age: 32

Skill: Chemichal Engenering, Mechanics

Personality: Always believes science is the answer, dosent believe there is sutch thing as magic, keeps to himself, dosent like meeting new people, thinks he is the smartest person alive, abonctious.

GEoN: Neutral/Leaning to the evil side

*Standing up, from the impact of the crash*

Im fine to, thanks for asking!

*whispering*

Useless people, im fine on my own, with my deadly chemichals and robots hehe

Abram looks at Malarco weirdly and says: "Sorry, I thought you were dead. You weren't moving much."

The intercom gets some static again and Jason's voice is heard out of it once more.

Jason: This side of the lower levels are checked aswell. The maintenance shafts I didn't check but I bet more of those bugs are crawling through them so I suggest bringing a crowbar or a wrench along if you're planning to go in them. There seems to be no hull breaches to expose us to the outside environment. I'm heading back to Central soon, Graves out.

The intercom buzzes again, then it goes silent.

Gizmo, not strapped in at crash, is hanging from a bunch of wires by his foot:

Gizmo: Help?

*Types in something*
*The wires entangling Gizmo suddenly disconnect from the sockets*
*Notices something dripping into a small puddle in a dent next to the keyboard, and scans it*
Ian: Hey, Malarco! Come! Ever seen this formula before?
*A text window pops open on the screen and shows the chemical formula CF3SO3H*

{OOC: Just so you know, CF3SO3H is a real superacid about 1000 times stronger than sulphuric acid.}

*Malarco starts walking towards the keyboard*

Do I have to do everything myself?

*when at they keyboard, he seems worried*

Yes, yes I have, this is a chemichal I used in one of my deadly robo... uhem, I mean in one of my experiments, upon touthing any living object, it will burn straight through the point of impact, and mutate the rest of the body... While on electronic devises, burns them out completely... I mean literaly, if I were you, id get a fire extinguisher! now!

*pauses for a moment, then continues to talk*

Il need to anolize this part of the vault, to see where this liqued came from

Ian: Well, it hasn't touched anyting yet, so it's fine.

{OOC: FYI, the real acid doesn't do that. The one you're rping sounds like a buffed up version of FEV Virus. The real acid just melts things.}

Gizmo stands up after falling to the floor, and approaches the airlock.

Gizmo: It seems reasonable to exit now. I think we need to get some excersize. There was a manual around here talking about the effects of earth gravity on a body thats been to space.

He pulls the vault door lever, and a complicated piece of machinery begins to whir. It clips to the airlock door and twists it. The door slowly opens, and a second door appears, which also begins to open.

All the pipboys in the vault light up with the same text:

"Welcome, to New York."

Graves comes up from behind Gizmo.

Jason: What the hell do you think you're doing? You lost your mind or something? Get back in here. No one leaves the Vault. We don't even know what's waiting for us out there, for all we know you could have just radiated everyone. If the overseer hears about this he'll have your head on a plate, techie! No one leaves the Vault!

Graves begins to lock the vault doors back. He then proceeds to the intercom and speaks into it.

Jason: I need someone down by the vault's doors to check for radiation, over.

He looks at Gizmo.

Jason: Someone seems to have opened the doors or they could have unlocked at the point of inpact,over.

((OOC: why would u open the vault doors?That's the reason ur char in fallout 3 is hunted by the vault security.... coz his dad left the vault... frankly the security at the vault would take someone that done that into custody immedeately, but I decided to be nice , we will get out, we just need a good reason, like that acid or some kind of infestation or whatnot))

Ian runs over to Jason and Gizmo in a radsuit, holding a Geiger counter., and Ian sttarts measuring Jason.

As Ian runs the small handheld counter over him, tthe counter perks up to 60 rads.

Ian: Don't worry Jason, your rad couter's lowish, and you're the second most irradiated person here. We're safe. You'lll only be feeling a bit queasy for the rest of the day.

Ian moves to gizmo, and the counter suddenly jumps up to 115 rads.

Ian: Oof. Gizmo, your rad counter's approaching moderate rad poisoning, which may not sound like much, but you've lost a month or two of your liffe, and it's a miracly you're not throwing up right now.

Abram goes into the medical bay, and comes out with three Radaways. He gives them to Ian.
Abram: Here, this will get rid of Jasons Radiation, give these two to Gizmo, and they'll me good in no time.
Abram walks away from Ian and takes some Rad-X, then sits back down and starts messing with his pipboy.

*Malarco suddenly grasps his stomach, and starts coughing*

Wha.....Whats going on?... whats happening to me??

*Suddenly, he falls to the ground, and starts vomiting*

H....Help me..... I.....

*Malarco suddenly faints*

{OOC: Malarco isnt dying, just a fyi}

*Gizmo jumps up and looks at Malarco. He then spins around, searching for someone who can help. He sees a door leading to the Medical bay and dashes to there. Upon arrival, he sees all the Medical bay beds occupied by people with the same symptom, vomiting and fainting. He sees a doctor.*



Gizmo: What's wrong with these people?

Doctor: Just unsettled by the gravity, we've never experienced real gravity before.

Gizmo: Someone else is like these people, what should I do?

Doctor: Just let him rest and relax in an upright chair. Maybe take him to the vault bar and give him a glass of water, he'll be better in about 10 minutes.

Gizmo: So I fussed over him a bit too much?

Doctor: Nah, it could've been worse than these people have.

*Gizmo walks off and then carries Malarco too the bar, where he tunes the radio, searching for a channel. He finds one and lets go.*

Radio: You're listening to Wasteland radio, your number 1 source for Nuclear War news. Brought to you by Nuka Cola! Anyway, today, an amazing Vault story from the village of Arroyo! You see, it's amazing that one vault dweller was able to find a water chip for his vault to replace their broken one, and also save the vault from destruction by Super-Mutants! He's an amazing guy, but unfortunately, cannot be with us today as the vault dweller, is long dead. Onto other news...

*He flicks off the radio and stands up.*

Gizmo: I know how to get out of this vault.

Jason goes to the nearest place he can find to sit down and cools down for a while. After getting adjusted to Earth's gravity most symptoms fade, but he is still a little dizzy from rad poison. He recieves a communication from HQ to end his shift. As he arrives at the HQ, he puts his weapon and work clothes in his locker, his clips and badge aswell. After dressing in his civilian clothes he goes to the HQ's reception and signs off. He then proceeds to his quarters where his father, mother, and daughter await him.

Abram gets up from his seat, and goes into the bar, and sits down.
Abram: Hey, service droid! Give me a drink!
The service droid whips around and opens the freezer and grabs a bottle of soda with its pronged claw. It then hands the soda to Abram.
Abram snatches the drink.
Abram: Stupid robots...
The service droid switches to its saw.
Service Droid: Would you like me to open your drink?
Abram: No thanks, I would like to actually drink this instead of you destroying this bottle.
Service Droid: Ok
Abram: Thanks
Service Droid: Your welcome
Abram: Phhht...
Abram looks at Gizmo, whos sitting near Malarco.
Abram: Hey Gizmo, I found a small city on my Pip Boy when you opened the vault door. Maybe we can check that spot out first if we ever get out of here.

Gizmo: If we get out.

*He calls the service droid to get him a Nuka-Cola, and then relaxes again.

Gizmo: Hey Abram, could you try to get everyone away from the water processing plant tonight? I've got a little plan that'll get us outside.

Abram cracks a smile
Abram: Yeah I think I can do that.
Abram leaves the bar

Abram comes back to the bar an hour later and sits down next to Gizmo.
Abram: Its done. I told the workers and the overseer that the prossessing plant was leaking and needed to be repaired. He gave me till morning to fix it.

After handing out the Rad-Aways, Ian goes to the water processing plant to check on a leak. After thorough investigation, though, he doesn't find out any problem, and heads to the Overseer to tell him about his findings.

Ian: Sir, can I speak to you for a moment?

Overseer: Yes, what is it?

Ian: There is no leak in the water processing plant. Just wanted you to know.

Overseer: OK, thanks for telling me.

As he leaves the Overseer's office, his Pipboy beeps out a message telling him his shift is over. He heads to his bedroom, intent on catching up on his old pre-war book called 'Lord of the Flies'. As he begin reading though, he glances at his family photo. He never really knew his brother, Richard, since Ian had lived in a different vault since childhood. But he decides not to pursue that thought any more and begins reading again.

{OOC: Abram, Gizmo, you have to rty better than that.}

{ooc: Oh come on! lol }

*Stressed out, Malarco goes to his room*

Well, today has been oficially the worst day of my life, Good day to you all!

*He shuts his door, and locks it*

Abram heads down to the processing plant. When he opens the door, he sees the workers there. Confused, he heads to the overseers office.

Abram: Um, sir, why are the workers still working?

Overseer: Oh yes I forgot to tell you. Someone has already went down there, but they didn't find any leak. Would you like to explain?

Abram: What?! Thats weird. I could've sworn I found a leak there. Maybe the person that went down there fixed it.

Overseer: Maybe. Anyway, your shifts over. Head to your quarters.

Abram: Ok. Thank you sir.

Abram leaves the office confused and relived. He goes to his quarters, and lays down.

Abram: I'll think about this in the morning.

After a good meal with his family, Jason heads over to his room. He kisses his kids goodnight and shuts the door behind him. He lies in his bed and tries to get some shut eye while still feeling a little dizzy from the rad. poisoning. Slowly he starts to fall asleep, when suddenly his attention is caught by a skittling sound. He gets up and reaches for the desk lamp he has near his bed. The room is illuminated but on the floor are now two huge roaches which just fell from the ventilation above. He quickly gets up and picks up the steel chair from under the desk. He approaches the roaches when one of them leaps directly for his face. He gives the roach a hard wack and squishes its upper body while smashing it to the ground. The other one skittles across the floor quite rapidly, going for Jason's legs. He throws his chair at the roach and breaks 2 of his legs. The roach continues to advance, but reasonably slower. Jason looks around the room and notices he doesnt have anything else to defend himself with. He proceeds back to his bed and picks up the bottle of water he keeps in his room. He unscrews the bottlecap and pours the water onto the ground. The roach reaches the water and proceeds through it, leaving a white yellowish trail of ooze behind. Jason jumps on the bed and kicks the desk lamp over in the water. The bulb breaks and electric current surges through the roach and the water. All that is left of the second one is a brown crispy carrapace and a column of black foul smelling smoke. His parents and children rush into the room having heard the noise.

Son: Wow... Cool Bugs!

Daughter: Ewww... gross!

Mother: Oh dear! What happened here Jason?

Jason: There's an inf...

The lights in the room flicker a little then they go out completely, soon the same happens in the living room and the rest of the house. A skittling noise is heard again coming from the vents.

Jason:...festation going on, these roaches are allover the Vault, they seem to have gotten more agressive too. Mom, get the kids and go to the lounge,I have to go, you'll be safe there. I'll see if i can get us other quarters untill this business is finished.

Father: Be careful son.

Jason: I will dad.

Jason grabs his clothes and heads to the bathroom. He dresses up and goes to the living room. His family already left. As he heads for the door, a loud banging noise is heard behind him. The roaches broke the vent lid and have made their way into the living room. Jason quickly leaves the premises and seals the door behind him. He proceeds to HQ for his equipment, after which he will have a talk with the overseer.

{ooc:is it to late to join?}
Name: Temple
Age: 23
Skill: explosives and Small Guns
Personality: If you help him out he helps you out...
GEoN:Evil but sometimes does a good deed he has a heart of copper (not gold golds to pure)

*Gets out of his hospital bed slowly*
Doc:"hey!your to weak to be walking around after that bite from that bug!"
Temple:"Thanks doc but im ok can i have my stuff back now..."
doc:*sighs*"fine...But don't expect me to welcome you back with open arms!"*Unlocks a locker with Temples things*
Temple:"There they are...I think im going to go to my quarters and get my stuff put back in place.you got the dead bugs out of my room right i dont want to go back to a room full of dead bugs"
doc:"Of course we arn't just going to leave rotting corpses around you idiot..."
*Temple walks out of the door without another word and heads to his quarters*

-Once at his quarters he starts putting things back in place when the lights go out"
Temple:*says through security intercom*" what the hell is going on NOW?"
*lifts up matress and feels around under it*
Temple:"Ahhh...found it."*pulls out a small box full of med-x and jet and also a scoped 44 as he does that he takes out some jet and inhales some jet*
*Tries the security intercom again*
Temple:"Hello?!"
*static*
Temple:*Grumbles to himself and put the drugs back and put his gun under his pellow without turning on the saftey*

-Temple then goes to sleep so far he has NOT had a great day but the jets kicking in and now...he just wants to sleep-