Jameson: Im not exactly sure, but there's a few, including Gizmo and a few others.
Jameson looks at Abram in a questioning way.
Jameson: So, are you gonna help or ditch me and run?

*Gizmo scutters into the area, his daughter over his shoulder.*

Gizmo: Sorry, some doctor wanted to leave my daughter to die. I taught him a lesson.

*With that, he starts to round up people and looks for people who aren't at the entrance.*

Ian looks at his beeping PipBoy, and checks the lifesigns.

Ian: The roaches spotted us! They're heading this way! Let's move out people!

Ian rushes to the control booth and activates the vault door. While the vault door opens, Ian closes the titanium door behind them, and locks it. The vault door opens up to a landscape of decay. Ian is the first to rush out, though still startled by the shock, and starts preparing the program, while sitting on a nearby rock. The titanium door protecting the evacuees styarts to buckle, and insectoid noises and other sounds start leaking in.

Ian: Close the vault door as soon as they're out! Quickly, before that metal gives way!

{OOC: The survival of the majority, right?}

Jason rushes towards the Vault door shooting at Roaches left and right. One jumps on him and tries to bite his shoulder. Jason splatters the roache's head with a point blank shot. He is running down the corridor to the vault when he hears some metalic sounds, like doors closing.

Jason: Ahhh, Hell no!

He starts to run as fast as he can. He can see the titanium door close infront of him but he doesnt give up , he keeps running faster and faster trying to make it before the door closes. Just when he reaches it, the door slams shut and the locking mechanisms activate. He heads over to the intercom.

Jason: Is anyone there!? Hey!!

He can hear the roaches getting closer and closer. He can see a few comming from around the corner in the distance. Jason looks around and sees a thin pipeline. He kicks the pipe loose and grabs it, using the metal pipe as a bat. He sees the roaches approaching faster towards the titanium door that separates him from the rest of the survivours.

Jason: Come and get it you oversized kitchen bugs!

((Fyy I dont wanna die just yet))

Abram goes back into the vault and goes to the control booth. He then opens the doors and grabs Jasons shoulder.
Abram: Come on, get out of here!
Jason runs out of the vault with the other survivors. Abram takes out his makeshift rifle and starts shooting roaches while backing up.
He kills three or four roaches before he bumps into the contro panel. Abram turns around and starts typing into it. As soon as he stops typing the titanium doors shut.
A couple roaches get through the doors but Abram finishes them off easily. He runs outside.
Abram: Ian, shut the door!

Ian suddenly drops his computer, and runs over to the control booth inside the entrance. He rapidly types a few words, and suddenly, another set of thicker alloy doors close, and some squashing noises sound out from under the door.

Ian: That should sway them for about 15 minutes. But these aren't the normal kind or radroach, so everyone hurry outside!

Some citizens, scared by the radroaches more than the fear of 'outside', start to run out. Ian jogs out too, and starts typing again. Some moments later, he stops typing.

Ian: I'm done prepping it, so everyone get out of there! This gas is MUCH stronger than what you are used to, and the doors are not air-tight! So unless you wanna suffocate to death, get the hell out!

Jason looks at Abram.

Jason: Thanks, that was close.

Graves hears Ian and shouts to the rest of the survivours.

Jason: Alright! Everyone group up, I know this is frightening but we have no other choice. Ian's figuring out where we are right now, we will soon move out of here, possibly to a small town to seek shelter. Get ready because its probably going to be a long walk,the worse part of this is over.

The Overseer comes walking from out of the crowd, stands infront of Jason and adresses everyone.

Overseer: Vault Dwellers! Fear not for your safety! We will return to the Vault as soon as the gasses have dispersed, we will return to our lives like they were before. Dispite what the Captain here said, we will stay here infront of the Vault and wait for the all clear. We will move back in at once.

Jason can't believe his ears. He grabs the Overseer by the shoulder and turns him around. He speaks to the Overseer on a tone that seems private, but so that everyone can hear.

Jason: Now you listen to me, in there you might have been someone, out here you're nothing. These people are now free to do what they wish, and if we stay here, we won't make it through the night, who knows what's out here. Plus, the roaches will eventually make their way out of the Vault and if that doesn't get us , the gasses that will spread out will kill everyone in the vecinity of the Vault. So, I advise you shut up and follow someone that know's what he is doing or you get the hell out of my sight.

The Overseer looks at Jason Graves with frightened eyes, knowing he's right.

The Overseer: You dare speak like this to me!? Guards shoot this man and the others he's with.

The guards stand motionless. The Overseer heratically screams out one more time at the security officers but they do not respond. Jason looks at the Overseer with pitty and so does everyone else. The overseer steps back into the crowd, but the crowd moves away, leaving an open corridor for him.

The Overseer: You'll all regret this!

The Overseer then leves the big group and heads out on his own, haeding for a small town seen in the far off distance.

Jameson: So Jason, where to now?

Jameson looks out in the distance and see's the same town the Overseer is going to.

Jameson: I don't wanna go to the town with the Overseer there, but i guess its your call Jason.

Ian: Actually, the gasses WON'T kill everyone. I will leak them out slowly into the surrounding area like I said, which will not kill us but protect us, creating a 'safe area' about one km around the vault where we can establish a camp, safe from all the nasties of the wasteland. If I do it right, the roaches will be as good as gone. We can return to the vault in a few months if you want. Anyway, should I activate the pesticide system or not? If not, the roaches will get out. Well?

{OOC: Try remember things!}

{OCC: here is my char sheet:
Full Name: Blide (full name unknown)
Age: 19
Job: Mercenary
Personality: Doesn't talk too much, ready to kill his friend for a good price.
Enquipment: Recon Armor and Sniper Rifle
GEoN?{Good, Evil, or Neutral}: Evil }

Looks at the Overseer from his scope. After thinking few seconds, puts his sniper rifle on his back and heads to the town.

((OOC: in ur previous post u just said that we would suffocate..... well wanyway))

Jason looks at both Ian and Jameson, he thinks for a second then adresses them both.

Jason: Ok, Ian i think you should activate the pesticides, it should neutralize the roaches inside and around here. I dont know that it will be enough for the rest of the hive though, as for the other beasts or whatnot around here, They might even be immune to this, who knows. We cant stay here anyway. We will need food, water, clothing, we can't camp here. We need to head out, find some sort of trace of civilization, some of us will return here in a few months to see if everything's ok. Untill then, I think we should keep moving, this would make it harder for any kind of animal to track us as well. As soon as we can find a town and some more weapons, we'll take up quarters there. I think that's the smartest step forward right now.

Jason looks around in the distance with a saddened face, seeing his homeland destroyed. He looks around to see if he can spot another town other than the one the Overseer left towards. He sees another to the west. It is several kilometers away but the terrain should be more easily navigable seeing as its barren now.
He looks back towards the town the Overseer left to one last time, thinking if it was the right thing to do. A powerfull light catches his eye, atop a hill in the distance, like a reflection of the sun in glass.

Jason: It could be anything, he calmy says to himslef.

{ooc: >.< that was close }

After sliding down the hill he finaly gets in front of the Overseer.
Blide: Will you look at that, another Vault open. Wasn't your job to keep your people inside the Vault at all costs?
Overseer: Get out of my way. I'm not in a mood to talk.
Blide: If you have the caps I'll gladly help you.
{ooc: From far as I know the Vault guys still use pre-war money...}
Overseer: Caps?
Blide: Oh sorry you're new. You see in this Wasteland we use bottle caps as money.
After thinking a few seconds the Overseer continues going to the town and Blide heads to scout the Vault from a distance.

When all the citizens are outside and started sitting down and settling in, Ian closes the Valut door and activates the system by pressing the enter button. A muffled fizz is heard inside the vault, but then several loud thumping noises are heard behind the door, along with human-like cries and insectoid noises. Some people try to save the 'humans' inside by vainly clawing at the doors, while others get startled by the bumps. Ian simple presses another button, and explains the changed plans.

Ian: I just flooded the vault with a deadly neurotoxin. that should kill off anything inside. Unfortunately, this means I can't safeguard the area around the vault, and the vault will only be clear after a year.

{OOC: Ian just lost a boatload of Karma! Also, vault guys use no currency, since everything is availible to everyone. Either that or they trade.}

After getting to the nearest hill near the vault Blide lays on the ground and takes out his sniper rifle. He slowly looks at the vault and finds out it's not like the rest of the vaults he has seen.
Blide: Damn, from where the hell did this vault came from, he says to himself. His curiosity makes him want to give it a closer look. Blide puts his sniper on his back and slowly walks in the direction of the Vault. Every step he takes is more careful the the last. Slowly, but silently he advances. After getting enough near so the patrolling guards can spot him, if he gets out of cover, he hides behind a shrapnel from the vault's hull and slowly watches.
Vault crew member: Damn we crushed in the middle of nowhere. Radiation is everywhere and we have no...
Blide sudenly hears the sound of aproaching footsteps and hides waiting for a moment to spot whatever he heard walking. The sound of the steps slowly mixes with the background. Blide's curiosity draws him to go even more near so he can hear what all of them are talking, but his mind tells him no to. So he moves away, slowly and silently so the guards woun't hear him.
{ok i think i'm finished for now ^_^ . Anyway i tried to make it longer )

Ian starts looking around, when he sees a human shape slowly moving way, looking at the guards. As he looks closer, he sees that the shape is that of a wastelander (Blide). He slowly takes his gun out, sneaks up to him while h's looking way, then jumps on top of him with the gun pointing towards his forehead in between the eyes, and screams at the top of his lungs.

Ian: GUARDS! GUARDS! WE GOT OURSELVES A SPY!

Guards rush over with their assault rifles and surround Blide. The guards, having their first real situation, seem obviously nervous and seem as if they could pull the trigger from the shock of a light tap on the shoulder.

{OOC: I think my status in terms of GEON is leaning towards the more evil part of neutral, now that he locked people out during the evacuation, then killed them off with the neurotoxin. Also, Bloodlike, if you try sneaking, try sneaking through foliage and not open ground. The pounce Ian did is actually not hard to do, thus a non-athletic scientist with a lot of free time could perform it easily. Bloodlike, don't try pushing yourself out of a hostage situation. A point blank shot to the head, even from a puny 10mm pistol, is enough to kill any human, no matter how tough or fast.)

Blide looks at the all the people pointing guns at him. He slowly stands up and sighs. With his right arm he removes the sand and dirt from his shouder. He slowly moves his hand down again. After thinking few seconds he calmly says:
Blide: What is your problem people? If I wanted to kill you all you were gonna be long dead. I just came to see what happened... If you want you can look around and see that everyone is OK. Even the Overseer is fine in the nearby town.
Blide points the direction with his left hand.

{OOC: in the place where you guys landed there isn't a lot of places to hide and besides this makes it more intresting }

Ian continues to point the gun, and says,

Ian: You better tell us what the hell you are, where you came from, and what the hell you're doing here. I studied biology a long time, and if you lie or resist, this bullet is going to the place where it'll make your die the most painful, drawn out death you can imagine. Hell, even if you don't lie or resist, I'll shoot you anyway if I feel like it.

{OOC: Yes, Ian is leaning towards Evil now, and feelin' sadistic. Act nice, Bloodlike, give some background info at gunpoint. Your char, Blide, probably shouldn't be ice cold calm when he's about to get shot. Nobody's perfect. as just a FYI, my char's specialising in All thhings computer-related (AKA Electronics) and Biology. The feats of amazing programming I did some posts ago are part of Electronics.}

Blide sighs and takes a deep breath.
Blide: What I am? A wastelander - someone not as lucky as you to spend his life in a vault away from radiation and warfare... Where I came from? - that's a realy long story, lets just say I am wandering around doing jobs for people. Call 'em murdering for caps if you want. Before you shoot me I'll tell the truth - I don't want to kill you and noone is paying me to do it! What am I doing here? - Curiosity. There I answered all your questions. - said Blide trying to stay calm and not let adrenalin kick in - Now can you move your god-damn gun away from my forehead. You got like 10 guards here - I may be Veteran Merc but I'm not superhuman to dodge bullets.

Ian pauses for a moment, but then regains his firm hold on the gun, and says,

Ian: And what will you do now, when you have found us?

Jameson: Ian, i think were making a really bad impression on our first day in the wasteland, were gonna need all the help we can get.
Jameson pat's Ian's shoulder
Jameson: Come on, calm down.

Blide looks at Jomeson.
Blide: Listen to him, he's right... This New York is realy differend then the one you remembered... Mutants, mercenaries, ghouls... You better stay low and collect caps.
Blide slowly moves his hand and takes out some bottle caps out of his pocket.
Blide: This is the money of the wastes. If you have it you are good and if you don't... well let's just say you better have them.
He takes a deep breath and continues:
Blide: So if you kindly let me go you woun't regred it.

Ian: Hmm.

Ian thinks for a moment.

Ian: What about you work for us? Hiring you to work and do different services for us. We couldn't offer you any monetary salary, but we can give you food, shelter, and supplies. Well, actually, not much in the 'shelter' department either.If you don't want, we can just let you go, but only after promising us not to tell anyone about this vault, its people, and it's location. But first, you might as well explain what 'ghouls' are.

Blide thinks for a moment about the offer and finaly says:
Blide: Well around here there isn't much of a paid job to be done. So for food and supplies and maby some gear to repair my enquipment I'll gladly work for you as a guard, scout and whatever else you have in mind.
Blide smiles and continues:
Blide: Well ghouls are people like us who were unprotected when the nuke bombs few... So from the radiation or or maby and the heat they turned into walking corpses. You may not beleave me but it's true.

Abram walks down the hill.
Abram: I could repair your equipment for you, for free too. But I'll need some scrap metal.
And if you find something that you think I could use bring it with you while your out scouting or doing whatever.
Abram looks at Ian
Oh yeah, but I'll only help you if you do what Ian or Jason says.

{OCC: Ok since the guy who started that thread didn?t go online for two weeks, I hope for your OK}

Full Name: Ryan Miller
Age: 31
Skill: Repairing, Small Weapons
Personality: Unpredictable, nice guy to talk to, drinks and smokes alot
GEoN?{Good, Evil, or Neutral}: Neutral
looks: Wears a merchant coat with a hunting rifle on his back and magnum on his side.
He has brown hair and a 10-day beard and smells like cigarettes and alcohol.
You can see the top of his whiskey bottle in his large pocket.

Ryan watched the Vault and the people outside for a while. He wasn?t sure if he should go and check what was going on.
After ten minutes, he saw how a man got knocked over by some guard. Ryan decided to wait to see what will happen.