Vault 66

Post » Thu May 19, 2011 8:01 am

Characters

Shadowed_Hunter
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Name: "Sand"
Race: Caucasian
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Physical Description: Medium build. Brown hair shaved down to a buzz. Green eyes.

Combat Style: Likes to snipe.
Skills: Small Guns; Sneak; Lockpicking; Sniping; Hunting; Speech; Energy Weapons (not too much, but he's alright)
Weapons: Sniper Rifle; Silenced 10mm SMG; Laser Sniper (later on); Laser Pistol (later on)
Clothes/Armor: Vault 66 Jumpsuit; Combat Armor (early); Power Armor (bit later on)
Other Items: 3-4 stimpaks at a time. 2 grenades.
Memento: A black-and-white picture of a man about Sand's age, standing on the edge of a lake. He has a rifle in his hand, and is lifting it up to aim at a distant bird.

General Info: Sand, as he is supposedly called, is charismatic and clever. Even though, like the rest of the Vault 66 inhabitants, he doesn’t remember anything of his past, he can still tell stories better than the jerky vendor in Junktown. He can cheer up his normally grim friends pretty easily. Sand is a great hunter and tracker, and can hit a bull’s eye from several hundred yards away. He has no problem sneaking around and picking locks when need be, though he prefers to just lay on a cliff and shoot things.

Sybbyl
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Name: "Terrier"
Race: African American
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Physical Description: Short hair, but scruffy, he has a light-ish build, and has brown eyes.

Combat Style: Prefers using short-distance rifles.
Skills: Energy weapons. Small guns. He is a capable technician and repairman. And he is a very fast runner, capable of moving silently and unseen..
Weapons: Revolver (start). Hunting rifle (early). Laser rifle (end).
Clothes/Armor: Vault 66 suit. Something like Lucas Simms outfit + Face bandanna (later).
Other Items: He carries several frag grenades, and a few pulse grenades. He likes to shove the frag grenades down live Super Mutants throats. He also carries a few stealth boys, which he uses to sneak up on Super Mutants (see above)...
Memento: A locket with his family in it, outside what appeared to be a house, red rooved and whitewashed walls. His father sat on the steps in front of the door looking very serious, he was a large man. His mother stood with her arm around a boy’s neck, his, she was a small woman, but her smile seemed to light up the world. He looked completely unremarkable, a scruffy little boy that was very reluctant to having a photo taken.

General Info: Terrier earned his name for harassing enemies and flipping into rages, throwing grenades like a malfunctioning artillery cannon. Shooting everything he could see with his itchy trigger finger.


Undead Fiend
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Name: "Fatty"
Race: Caucasian
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Physical Description: Big build

Combat Style: Support and Charges enemies
Skills: Big Guns, Speech, Explosives, Barter, Unarmed
Weapons: Assault Carbine, 2 grenades, Minigun (Later on)
Clothes/Armor: Vault 66 Jumpsuit, Combat Armor (Early on), Power Armor (Later on)
Other Items: Extra Ammo.
Memento: A picture of someone who looks like Fatty and a beautiful girl holding hands.
General Info: Fatty is a nice person, gets along with everyone, Fatty does not like to use his gun even though he holds the assault charge. But when worst come to worse Fatty will never give up in a fight.


Daviddek
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Name: "Punga"
Race: Caucasian
Gender: Male
Age: 52
Physical Description: Grey/white short hair / short beard. Medium Build, Blue eyes.

Combat Style: Likes strong two hand riffles. Only shoots when it's really needed.
Skills: Outdoors man , Barter , Small guns , Speech. He is really good in talking with other people to get what he wants.
Weapons: Custom Hunting Riffle with symbols carved in it on the right side. holds 7 bullets instead of 5 but is weaker than a mojave wasteland hunting riffle.
Clothes/Armor: Vault 66 jumpsuit , Cowboy Hat
Other Items: Some Books
Memento: A little box in which is a pipe , Punga Fruit Tobacco , and a letter saying: "The order just arrived" and a signature that appears to have some sort of R in it.

General Info: Doesn't really like to use his gun(that's why he wears it holstered almost 24/7). But he believes that is something has to be done how it should be done. He is really good in convincing people to do what he wants by just talking to them. Most people really like this guy and know that they can come to him if they want advice or have a problem or even if they want to just empty their hart. He is kind of the "dad" type.


venix_445
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Name: Echo

Race: Caucasian

Gender:Female

Age:24

Physical Description: Slender, Blue eyes, Dark Brown hair reaching her shoulder blades, recognizable feminine features, Would most likeley be considered attractive.

Combat Style: Stealth Combat (CQC Knives, pistols)/Long Range (Scoped Rifles)

Skills: Stealth, CQC (Hand to hand, Knives stuff like that), Guns, Explosives, Acrobatics, Cooking, Medicine, Persuasion

Weapons: Sig Sauer P226 with optional Suppressor, R700 Bolt action rifle and a combat knife (If theese weapons are unnacceptable i can change them, i just like to give a bit more than "9mm pistol and Scoped Rifle")

Clothes/Armor: Vault 66 Jumpsuit, Leather amor (Later on)

Other Items: Spare Ammo, Screw Driver and Bobby pins, Sunglasses, Assorted medical supplies, Hairband, 1 issue of Guns and Bullets, 1 issue of Duck and Cover, 1 issue of British Army: Spcial Ops and C4 (C4 later on)

Memento: Dog Tags with the name "Shaun Warner" on them as well as other info usually found on Dog tags (Blood type, Serial number ect)

General Info: Echo is a somewhat cold person, spend time talking to her and getting to know her and she will warm to you but off the bat don't expect much. She has a habit of not trusting anyone unless they earn it, but on the flipside other people can trust her, to her its a habit of keeping everyone close while keeping herself away at the same time. She may be a colder natured person untill you know her but that does not mean she won't hold a conversaition with you, but untill she has warmed to you don't expect a very in depth conversation. She is opinoinated and strong willed and is not afraid to voice her opinoins. She believes in getting things done, she will opt most of the time for what seems to be the morally "Good" choice but if better results mean making a harsher decision she will absolutley consider it. She has a very slight British accent. Now she wakes up in Vault 66, her pipboy tells her she is Called Echo and she is 24 years old, other than that she is surrounded by strange people, and is incredibly cautious.


Arrow Slayer
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 3:05 am

I watched the pod door open up. I then sat up on the side of the pod and thought Who am I, and why does my head feel like I was just hit by a baseball bat? I then saw the other six pods opening I noticed something on his wrist,when I looked at it the screen said "Welcome to the Pipboy 3000,Fatty." I thought So that's my name,still doesn't explain why I'm here. I then saw the status button and pressed it. I thought Skills? I clicked it and saw Big guns, Speech, Barter, Expolsives, Unarmed. I stood up up from the pod and thought to myself Well then let's hope these people are friendly.
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Post » Wed May 18, 2011 8:58 pm

OOC/ I would make sure everyone remembers this Rp!

Arch

I sat there dazed, where the hell am I? I looked at my surroundings other people were awaking. All confused like they don’t remember themselves. I tried scratching my head but I was too weak, weighed down by this thing on my arm.

Flashing to life

Welcome Arch I am your Pip-Boy 3000

I looked at it in amazement.

It has been 100 years since the last time you were awake. Take caution when getting out of your pod, you are not used to walking yet.

I stepped out sure enough collapsing to the floor. I cursed, grabbing the pod I helped myself to me feet and wobbled around. "What the hell is going on!" I roared looking around the room metal walls haunted me.
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Post » Wed May 18, 2011 7:21 pm

"Terrier"

I opened my eyes slowly, ever so slowly, my lids were heavy, weighed down by years of inaction. I groaned, I saw something move, a big, metal door slid from above me, and I could see the world, albeit abit blurry. My head burned with the fire of reanimation, and I groaned in pain as I watched six other doors open.

"Good afternoon, Terrier, you are awake, be careful though, your body will take a while to adjust to life again," a robotic voice said, coarsely. The sound came from my wrist, and my eyes darted down to it. A large, glowing, metal clamp was attached to my wrist.

I attempted to raise my wrist, but my muscles were weakened and the thing was too heavy.

I turned it so I could see the glowing screen. It annouced my name as "Terrier" and my skills as, Energy Weapons, Small Guns, Repair, and Sneak.

I couldn't see any information apart from my "name" and my skills. My head snapped up when I heard a roar, coming from within the room, "What the hell is going on!"

I saw a man standing beside one of the pods, he was holding himself up on the pod's open door. I climbed out of the pod and my knees buckled, I steadied myself on the side of the pod and stood up. I walked unsteadily towards the man, who was clad in a Vault 66 jumpsuit. I reached out and offered him my hand.

"I do not know, but I'm gonna find out..."
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Post » Wed May 18, 2011 7:40 pm

Sand

The metal pod opened up with a hiss, revealing a taller-than average man with cropped brown hair and a fairly strong build. He was clothed in a tight blue jumpsuit, with steel boots at his feet. His green eyes opened slowly. He blinked several times, hoping to clear up his blurry vision. His head felt like it was ready to burst. He rubbed it gingerly...and that's when he noticed it. Something on his wrist. As soon as he looked at it, it lit up with an amber-colored light. Orange-ish words suddenly appeared on the screen, reading, Welcome, Sand, to your Pip-Boy 3000.

Sand, as the man's name appeared to be, pulled himself down from the side of the pod. As his feet hit the ground, he felt his knees tremble beneath him, right up until they gave out completely. He collapsed to the floor on all fours, his stomach churning, and threw up on the floor's metal surface. When he was done, he wiped his sleeve on his mouth, his sick staining the fabric. Once the world had stopped spinning around, Sand took a second to look around the room.

There were several pods similar to Sand's crowding the room. Some people were emerging from theirs, and it seemed that Sand wasn't the only one who had fallen to the floor. One man was helping another to his feet, and someone else was just getting out of his pod. Sand decided to get to his feet, even if his head still felt ready to split open. He pushed himself off the ground and walked over to the man holding out his hand to the one on the floor.

"Name's Sand,” he began. “Or, at least, I think it is,” he added as he offered another hand to the man on the ground.
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 3:38 am

Arch


Two men were by be offering a hand. "Get away from me! I shouted helping myself to my feet. I realized that I was being a jerk. I'm Arch I think, now tell me where the hell I am?" The rest of the group started to gather around. Does anyone here know what the hell is happening?
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Post » Wed May 18, 2011 11:59 pm

Fatty

I heard a man shout and turned to where it was coming from and walked over there. The man said his name was Arch and asked "Now can someone tell me where I am?"
I pushed though the crowd and said to Arch "I'm Fatty,also does anyone else have a headache I swear it feels like someone hit me with a baseball bat. Arch to answer your question I have no idea how the hell we got here but we better find some equipment and get the hell out of here.
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 7:06 am

Terrier

"Get away from me!" The man shouted, helping himself to his feet as Terrier stepped back. He was taken aback by the mans reaction. "I'm Arch I think, now tell me where the hell I am?" The man continued. And a heavily-built man said to him;

"I'm Fatty,also does anyone else have a headache I swear it feels like someone hit me with a baseball bat. Arch to answer your question I have no idea how the hell we got here but we better find some equipment and get the hell out of here."

Terrier spoke up, saying, "I second that, my head burns with the pain of a hundred years of inaction." he glanced around, seeing a steel door in the corner of the room. He pointed to the spot and said, "maybe that is the way out?"

He walked forward, and when he reached the door, he opened it, and glanced outside. He saw a long corridor, lit by three flickering lights. He continued down the corridor, and saw a set of lockers. He looked at the first one, which said on it, Punga, He looked along the row until he found his name. Or, more correctly, his strange, new name.

The locker opened with a creak, and inside it was; a revolver with ammunition, a stealth boy, three frag grenades, and a strange locket that Terrier felt drawn to.

He opened the locket, and saw three faces staring back at him. A man, looking serious, in a business suit, he seemed to have an authoritative air about him. A woman, looking bouncy and motherly, with a smile that lit up the dark world of Terrier's, and in her arms there was a dirty, scruffy little boy with a scowl on his face. Terrier knew it was him. He looked like a real pest, somebody that would have been a real trouble to his parents.

Terrier loaded the revolver and stuck it in a pocket, along with the frag grenades and the stealth boy. He placed the locket tentatively over his head and walked back up the corridor. He stuck his head in the pod room and yelled to the others, "Hey guys!!! Check this out, there are all these lockers with our names on them!! They have all this weird stuff in them!!!" He walked back over to teh group and showed them his spoils.
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 5:43 am

Punga

Punga's pod opened. He didn't open his eyes he let them be shut. He wanted to first adjust to the sounds and then to the image. He did not know what was happening, What he did know is that he should stay calm. He felt something was on his wrist. Somehow he knew it was a pib-boy. Then he opened his eyes.

The light in the room was very bright, he saw some other pods open and someone lending a hand to someone else. Also there was this guy trying to stay on his feet. Punga stared for some seconds and then looked at his pib-boy. Welcome Punga, This is your pib-boy 3000. He thought to himself: "Punga? Jackasses."
He was wearing a vault jumpsuit. He looked at his back and saw the number 66. "Vault 66 eh?" he said.

Someone screamed: "Hey guys!!! Check this out, there are all these lockers with our names on them!! They have all this weird stuff in them!!!"
Punga wanted to stand out of his pod but he felt his feet would collapse. So he did it in smaller steps so that he wouldn't end up like the guy left to him trying to stay on his feet.
When he finally was standing on his feet he felt dizzy. He walked to the place where the guy said there was "Weird Stuff".
He waited before the other folks had opened their lockers so that he was sure it wasn't a trap.
Then he opened his. There was a weird looking hunting riffle, some (skill)books and a little box.
He took the box out and opened it. In it was a pipe a hole bunch of punga fruit tobacco and a little letter saying: The order just arrived ending with a signature.
He smiled though he had not the smallest clue of what was going on or what the letter meant.

Next to him stood this African American guy. He offered him his hand and said: "I don't know what my name is but it appears to be punga, so nice to meet you."
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 1:35 am

I heard the man say "Hey guys!!! Check this out, there are all these lockers with our names on them!! They have all this weird stuff in them!!!"
I walked slowly towards the locker room and saw my locker. I waited before everyone opened it just like the man to my right. I heard from the man his name was "Punga". Everyone opened there lockers and soon after I did to. I saw a Assault Rifle with about 10 mags sitting near it and a piture of smeone who look like me and a girl holding hands. I muttered to himself "Great, this picture just rises more questions
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 8:44 am

Terrier

Everyone searched their lockers, Terrier, having already received his items, leaned against the wall, a grin on his face as all the people searched through lockers, examining items and muttering under their breath. Terrier got off the wall and regained his balance. He walked over to the lockers, to see if he could engage in conversation with somebody.

An old-ish man talked to Terrier, saying, "I don't know what my name is but it appears to be punga, so nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Punga, I am Terrier." Terrier frowned, looking at what the man held in his hand, it appeared to be a pipe, of what? He couldn't tell. "I think we should get out of here as soon as we can. I will look around and see if I can find an exit."

Terrier walked away from the others, and opened another steel door. There were no lights on inside, and he could hear a snuffling sound. He stepped inside cautiously, and winced as the heavy metal door shut itself, eliminating any light that could penetrate the darkness. Terrier readied his revolver, spinning the barrel, he gasped and grimaced as an icy cold drop of water slid down his shirt. He cursed under his breath as the snuffling grew louder, and his eyes slowly adjusted to the blackness. He felt rocks under his feet, and he could see shapes, and grey outlines, his eyes whipped around when he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye, he fired his revolver in the direction of the movement. A loud squeak pierced the corridor and Terrier knew he had alerted whatever it was to his presence.

He looked at his Pipboy, it gave off a bright orange glow when he raised it, and Terrier kept it raised, sticking it into the shadows, until he found a switch. He flicked it and a light flickered to life, it revealed the corridor, a decrepit old hallway, covered in rock and dripping from the ceiling. He heard another squeak and he whipped around, his revolver ready and raised, he saw what seemed to be an over-sized cockroach in a corner, attempting to shield its eyes from the piercing light. Terrier fired another shot, and hit the roach in the back, killing it instantly.

Terrier realized his nerves where on edge, he tried to relax when he heard a footfall in the tunnel. His trigger finger twitched, and he felt a hand touch his shoulder, he jumped around and raised his revolver, firing off a wild shot. He felt a surge of relief when he recognized the person as one of his friends.
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Post » Wed May 18, 2011 11:34 pm

Fatty

I heard a shot go past me. I backed up and went "HOLY CRAP, I'M ON YOUR SIDE! I just found a random football and kicked it. No reason to kill me!" I backed and saw a roach,and saw it was overgrown and it was dead. I asked while introdiceing myself " I'm Fatty and your?"
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 4:50 am

Sand

The man refused Sand's hand and started shouting. Sand backed up and gave a tentative smile, like one you give when someone's just told a joke that isn't funny at all, but they obviously think it is, so you just smile to be polite. The man helped himself to his feet, and asked what the hell was happening. People started talking amongst themselves as to what could be going on.

Meanwhile, a man emerged from a previously closed doorway and shouted, "Hey guys!!! Check this out, there are all these lockers with our names on them!! They have all this weird stuff in them!!!" Sand raised an eyebrow, unsure of what to think. There wasn't much else to do, so he figured he would check out his locker. He strode stiffly into the new room, and noticed a whole row of lockers. He saw a different name on each one: Punga; Echo; Terrier; Fatty; Arch; and, finally, Sand.

Sand's was the only one he noticed that had a lock on it of any kind. Sand cursed under his breath, and looked around. I swear to God, I'm gonna bust this thing open if I can't open it myself. He reached out and put random numbers into the combo cycle: 8, 45, 22. No good. He tried another random set of numbers...with no luck. He was about ready to give up when he remembered the Pip-Boy on his wrist. Maybe that would tell him something?

He raised his arm and examined the Pip-Boy, and put in every number he saw. Then he felt a tingle in the back of his head; not the pain, not the excruciating agony he had been feeling earlier, but something else. Just an idea. No, not even that. It was a small figment, the smallest strand of an idea. It wasn't something Sand ever would have thought of on his own, but something possessed him to reach out to the lock and put it six numbers. 10. 23. 77. He pulled down on the lock...

And the locker opened. Sand smiled, unsure of how that had worked, but happy as hell that it had. Inside the locker, Sand found several things: a hunting rifle; several .22 caliber mags, each of which looked to hold 30 rounds; a 10mm submachine gun; several 10mm mags with 24 rounds each; a scope; a leather utility belt; and a black and white picture of a man with a rifle aiming it out over a pond. Sand dusted off the photo, then looked into the mirror on the wall of his locker. The man in the photo and the man in the mirror looked somewhat similar.

Sand buckled the belt around his waist. He took the SMG and the four or five 10mm mags in the locker and attached them to the right side of his belt. Then, he grabbed the scope, attached it to the .22 rifle, and put the mags on the left side of the belt. He put the photo into a small pouch at the back of his belt. Grabbing the rifle, he slammed the locker shut, locked it, and walked away.

Sand leaned on the wall, examining his new toys. The rifle seemed to be in good shape; Sand checked the chamber for loose rounds, then clicked a mag into the chamber. Making sure the safety was on, he slung the strap around his chest, so that his rifle hung from his back. Then, he grabbed the SMG, and repeated the process. He checked the safety and aimed down the iron sight for a minute. He noticed that, while both guns were dusty, the SMG was much newer than the rifle. Satisfied, he strapped the SMG back to his belt.

Suddenly, gunfire erupted from a hallway several yards away. Sand jumped up when he recognized the kick of a revolver. Assuming that whatever the problem was had been dealt with, Sand relaxed again. When a second gunshot followed, Sand muttered, "Oh, hell with it." He figured that if his friends were shooting at something, it might be a nice time to test out his new toys. He raced toward the corridor, and a third shot pierced the air. Now he was seriously scared. He grabbed the SMG from its place at his side, and emerged into the corridor, with his gun held up. When his eyes adjusted and his breathing slowed, Sand noticed two people, both of which he recognized from the other room, with the pods. One man was standing there with his hands in the air, while the African American pointed his revolver at him.

Sand's muscles tensed. "What's going on here, gentlemen?"
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Post » Wed May 18, 2011 8:55 pm

Her head pounded as she slowly regained conciousness, raising her hands and placing them infront of her she pressed them against the the cold metal case she was. The case opened and she slid out to ground not of her own will. looking around other pods had opened but no one else was here, looking down she saw herself dressed in a form of blue jumpsuit. There was a blipping noise down by her right wrist, with massive effort she raised her arm to see a device on it, Pip-Boy 3000 is said, tapping a button the screen lit up

Opening user interface...

Opening necessery data...

Welcome, Echo


"Echo" she murmered to herself

"That must be my name i guess" the screen blipped again

Please proceed to the locker...

This waypoint will guide you...

You will find your personal belongings there


As soon as the information had appeared it went. Cautiously following the route mapped out before her she rounded a corner at the sound of gunfire but there was no one there. The waypoint guided her to a locker at the end of a row of lockers. It clicked as she opened it, inside she found a pistol which she holstered by her side, a rifle with which she instinctivley pulled the bolt back to check the chamber, it was loaded, a shoulder strap bag containing various ammo and medical supplies, a knife which she slid into her boot and lastly a pair of dog tags with the name "Shaun Warner" on them, the name made her head hurt but she put them over her head. Round the next corner she saw people not wanting to just burst in she stood there, hand ready on the pistol.
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 6:32 am

Arch

Two Trench Knives five stim-packs and a stealth boy scratched in prototype, that’s it? I looked around seeing people take out pistols and rifles. I’m defiantly out gunned I looked down the hallway. It was never ending darkness who knows how far that goes.

I snapped my stealth boy onto my belt and knives.

Should I venture down this hallway . I thought. Maybe it’s a way out.
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 6:06 am

Punga

While I was examining my books I heard the kick of a revolver shot. I took some 308. ammo put loaded my riffle and holstered it. While I walked to the site of shooting I heard another shot. He saw 3 guys standing next to some heavy metal door. And another shot that almost hit me. "Hey Jackasses!" The 3 guys looked at me while shook my head. "Do we really have to kill each other already?!" I said.

"Come on, I think we should all get together and make a plan or something."
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 9:41 am

Terrier

The man jumped back and said, "HOLY CRAP, I'M ON YOUR SIDE! I just found a random football and kicked it. No reason to kill me!" he turned around and noticed the Radroach, and said, "I'm Fatty and you're?"

Terrier lowered his pistol and replied, "I am Terrier, I am sorry, my nerves were on edge, I was shooting at that Giant Cockroach, and you surprised me." He heard the door open and scraqe on the rock of the hallway.

A man walked in, he said, disapprovingly, "What's going on here, gentlemen?"

Terrier's shoulders dropped as he realized the whole group may come in here soon, he said simply. "Cockroach" pointing at the giant insect.

Terrier re-holstered his revolver and looked down the hallway when another man strode in, he jumped and yelled, "Hey Jackasses!" He shook his head as Terrier turned around to look at him, "Do we really have to kill each other already?!"

"Cockroach" Terrier said, beginning to get annoyed. He pointed at the Roach which was close to the man's feet, and the man took no heed of this, saying, "Come on, I think we should all get together and make a plan or something."

"I agree, the exit shouldn't be far from here." Terrier walked down the tunnel and inspected another doorway, which he attempted to open. It was heavy and hard. He couldn't open it. He pushed more, and more, until his arms almost gave out.

Shouting in disdain he gestured for everyone to get out of the tunnel, he pulled out a grenade and displaced the pin, he threw it at the door and ran backwards.

The Grenade exploded and the shock waves sent Terrier hurtling backwards, his head cracked into a rock, he lay on the ground, in agonizing pain, he shut his eyes, and said in a small, croaky voice, "Help me... I n-need a.. med-medic" He went unconscious, his brain turned off, and he lay there, breathing slowly. Blood, dripping from his wound.
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 6:19 am

Arch

I was at the end of the hallway deep enough for no one to see me. Just the way I like its silent, invisible all by my self. I could see others arguing and fighting. An explosion went off a body was thrown through the air.

'Idiots' I mumbled.

I tinkered with the Pip-Boy I chose the colour blue.

It changed, Skills.

Sneak, Melee, Unarmed.

"Sneak huh must be why I'm in the shadows hope there’s no light switch in this place.
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Echo stood there hiding in her corner, Rifle across her back, pistol holstered and a bag of medical supplies ready. She had more than enough medical supplies there was more than enough for just one person. She decided to have a further look at what was going on, looking round the corner two men where standing over one hell of a large dead cockroach, Echo had to admit to her self the thing made her feel very ill as it was incredibly disgusting. Or maybe it was just because it was a bug.

She checked over the Pip-Boy 3000 looking at its various feature's it had what she called a 'Self Status System' telling youhow your own body was health wise, it said her legs where under more duress than the rest of her body but that was understandable, she hadn't walked in a long time, or at least thats what she guessed. It told her if anything was having any adverse affects on her, nothing was. It also had various other tools such as a notes and inventory system.

A large explosion rocked the area, looking round the corner and past the dead cockroach she saw a man lying on the floor, bleeding. Something in her head clicked, she didn't know what but without thinking she went to him and examinied the wound. Without thinking she poured some alcohol onto the wound to help disinfect it, then she wiped away the blood with a clean cloth and at closer inspection the man hadn't fractured his skull.

"Lucky sod" she murmoured to herself. She then proceeded to stich up the wound of which she then applied a bandange to the mans head. And finally she jabbed him with a dose of Med-X to numb any pain and that was all she could do apart from wait for him to wake up.
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Shelby Huffman
 
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Post » Thu May 19, 2011 3:35 am

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"I agree, the exit shouldn't be far from here." Said one of the guys.
"Actually I thought we could make a plan before doing any..." I was interrupted by the guy throwing a grenade.
"O [censored]" I said. "Everybody get away from here!"
Then the grenade exploded and the shock waves sent the guy hurtling backwards.
"Help me... I n-need a.. med-medic" He whispered.
Before I could get any help a woman ran to the guy and help him.
"Ow thank god" I said.
"That's what happens when you start chucking grenades without thinking first. I think we should now really get to know each other." I said.
"Hey you numb shots! Get your asses over here and let's get to know each other before we all get out brains blown out!!" I said with a more louder tone.
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