Name: Mark Rogers
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Personality: A calm, understanding person, always looking out for friends

Physical description: A medium height man, with a fairly muscular build. A Dark Black hair color and generic brown eyes.

Bio: Mark was born in the vault, and raised with his whole family around him. He leads a rather happy life in the vault as a security officer. He is friendly towards all of the vault dwellers, and harbors no hate for anyone. He has great understanding, however, of the world outside, and of the wasteland that is now called England. Even though he was never out there himself, his curiosity caused him to befriend the overseer and his staff and has left him with much information about it.

Skills: Mark is a charismatic and persausive person when he has to be. He can talk his way out of many situations, but when talking is not an option, Mark's training as the top security officer in the vault takes over and he can be down-right scary to anyone who faces his P230

Equipment: Key to Armory, P230 Handgun, Nightstick

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Mark was standing closest to the party room door when the siren went off and party dwellers started to panic. He left the room in a rush to aid people who were stuck in their rooms, calling for Ethan, Crystal, and Ryan to come with him. He would need their help. And after everyone was safe, it would be time to exit the vault, and explore his Father's home, and wasteland. Hell on Earth. England.

(OOC: I know it was short, but I need a bit of time to integrate myself into the rp before I start writing a lot)

(( It's fine . ))

Ryan, hearing the officer asking for his help yelled back to him, "I...I need to g-get the Overseer!" And then continued to run down the now slightly dulled hallway. Skidding around the corner he was faced with yet another long corridor with the elderly Overseer making his way down towards Ryan. Dashing towards him, Ryan was suddenly stopped as a door shut right infront of the Overseer, blocking him off from Ryan. "Over...Overseer!" The technican yelled as he slammed into the door, banging his hand onto the door. "It's ok Ryan...You need to get these people out of the Vault. Leave me here...I was due to die and day now. Hehe. Good luck out their kid." Ryan was shocked by the Overseer's response and turned from the door, knowing there was nothing he could do to get him out. Instead, he ran back to Mark at full pelt, hoping to aid in anyway possible. "W...What do you need?"

Ethan ws still in shock form the anouncement but felt a sense of emergency and ran towards Mark "What do you need mate?"

(( Sorry for late reply, I only got to bed at 11 am this morning xP ))

Crystal was shaken from her drunken stupor by the sudden panic in the room. She stood up, her chair skittled by her sudden movement. That's when the screaming began, people started to run out of the room. She heard her voice being called over the screams and looked around for the origin of the calling. She saw the security officer clad in his armour near the door. She followed Ethan through the people and stopped next to Mark.

Mark waited in the main hallway that branched off towards the four biggest objectives. The Vault door, the supply room, the armory, and the dorms. As soon as his "Team" caught up with him he laid out the plans.

"Ethan, you get down to the armory and bag anything you can get, there are four duffels in the large locker to your left as soon as you enter. Here's the key. Crystal, you need to get anything you can from the supply room. Food, Water, and Blankets. I'm trusting you to get that door open, get in there, and get back here in one hour. Ryan, you go break open the doors to the dorms, and get everyone out here asap. I'm going to go secure the vault entrance. No knowing what could be out there. We meet back here in one hour. Now GO!" Immediately the team split to their duties, as Mark bolted to the Vault entrance. He ripped his gun out of it's holster and turned the corner. He ended up face to face with every vault dwellers biggest fear. The outside. He took his first step out into the sun-baked landscape that was called England. A ruined city lay before him. Massive, and just his footsteps sent vibrations enough to take down the guard post that stood barely in tact next to the entrance.

"Welcome to the most beautiful city on Earth, London. Featuring Hell in a bucket and Post-apocalyptic radiation to boot."

(( NYa, the vault is in the East Midlands. Nearest city would probably be Nottingham. ))

Ryan ran after Mark, yelling at him. "It's...Not possible. When these doors are locked down...T-There is no opening them. Rem-member the minor leak? The...System locked down the whole sub-se-section. I tri...Tried to open it...No avail." He looked down to the floor slowly. "And I'm sure th...There aren't any explosives in the v-vault..No...I'm certain." Once again, he sighed, ripping the childish party hat from his head, before throwing it into the ground and stamping on it repeatidly in rage.

Ethan ran down to thr armory with the greatest sense of urgency, all around him he could hear scream and shouts of his fellow vault dwellers. He opened the lockers and grabbed the four duffel bags and stuffed them with all the weapons and ammo he could find, he carried the four duffels in both hands and rn back to Mark dropping the 4 at his feet trying to reclaim his breath.

Crystal complied with Mark's orders and proceeded to the storage rooms with haste. With the all the running and alcohol in her system, she had to stop lean against the wall next outside the storage. She heaved and vomitted, she sighed and wiped her eyes before carrying on. She ran to the door and looked around the door for the locking mechinism. She tilted her head and looked at where the lock usually is. To her dispair the lock had been covered, try as her might, it would not budge. She looked around and sighed, accepting defeat. She ran to where they were surposed to meet and looked around.

Where are they? She thought. I surpose they'll end up at the Vault Entrance whether it be now or later... She went off in the direction of the Vault's entrance.

Ryan, sitting close to the entrance of the Vault slid his back down the wall, his hands holding the sides of his face, his knees up into his chest and his face on his knees also. He knew that none of the doors would open...Hell, he knew that these doors could survive some major pounding aswell. What annoyed him most was that he couldn't solve the problem. The screams of children and the banging on the locked doors taunted his mind. He couldn't save the children, and he couldn't save the Overseer. Standing up again, he sees Crystal running towards him, he turns his back to her and walks out next to Mark, absorbing the sun's rays once again. "Nottingham...My birthplace." He looks off into the distance, seeing the city that was now desolate, the buildings effected by the explosions, the people killed by either the bombs, the radiation or both...

"Wait" Mark said confusedly. "Did you just say Nottingham?" Ryan nodded and looked back out at the rubble. "Then, if this is Nottingham, the overseer has been lying to me all along. He told me that the vault was in London." Mark turns around suddenly, grabbing Ryan and Crystal, as he sets off to find the overseer and get some answers. And he had a lot of questions that needed answering.

"We need to find the overseer, he has all of the answers to our problems here. I have good reason to believe that this entire scheme was his idea in the first place. Now if we can get into his office and find his Computer, we just might be able to get out of here and find someplace safe. Ryan, between you and Crystal we should be able to override the lock-down from the control's station. All we need to get in there is the password. Luckily I nabbed it off of the overseer some time back. The pass code is: 834762. Crystal, think you can get the lock-down issue out of the way?"

(OOC: Yeah, I knew that we were near Nottingham, just had a decent idea for a plot twist that reinvolved the overseer, and made use of Ryan, and Crystal's skills)

"It's not possible...I-It's a completely different...L-Lock system...Controlled via another-r-r Vault. Th...The Overseer didn't d-do it. He's trrapped aswell." He pulled himself away from the officer, knowing that he'd been defeated, not able to save the people. "We...Need to get out, soon. T-The vault's system is...S-Shutting off random doors. We m-may be seperated from the outside..." He began to tell the people nearby to get out of the vault, so they wouldn't be trapped. Many of them left, but others believed it was just some sort of test and continued to party...

Mark gave Ryan his best intimidating look. "RYAN! Pull yourself together. This technology is no match for YOU! Now brave up and give it a shot, you and Crystal are these people's only shot of getting out of here alive!"

Ryan's hand curled up into a fist, to him, Mark was taunting him. He knew he couldn't do this and the fact Mark didn't believe him started to build rage up inside of him. "Mark! I've tried! Many a time, I've tried! I tried to o-pen the subsection below us for...Four years! Four, long, painstaking years! No avail! If we get o-out now...I-I've got an idea to...To where the command...Centre, is." He let it out, he had read something about it on the Overseer's mainframe whilst repairing it. Something about a control centre that was able to maintain the Vaults.

"Ryan" Mark whispered, "I know that this is discouraging, but now is our chance to make a difference for these people. They are clueless, they don't care about the dangers of remaining here. So, I'm going to give you the pass code, you are going to use it to open that door, and then we are going to get some answers. We need to know where we are and what we are up against before we leave. We have time, they didn't design this vault to open up and then lock us all inside anyway. You need more motivation?" Mark turned to Crystal. He let out a sigh, as he realized he needed to do what he was about to. "Crystal, the overseer's computer contains all of the vault information, Including the GOAT exam results. The answers that you have been seeking for so long are in that room. So, I need you to help me convince Ryan that it would be a great idea to open that damned door. By any means necessary."

(( Gonna wait till some others come back and reply. ))

((OOC: Yeah, good idea. I'm gonna leave for a bit for my bro's b-day. Too bad that I'm gonna miss Crystal beating you to a pulp))

(( OOC: Sorry for the late reply ))
Ethan looked out onto the land that was once Nottingham, the sunlight burst onto his eyes for the first time. He zipped open one of the four duffel bags and took out the first weapon he saw which just happened to be an 10mm pistol and plenty of ammo. He stepped out onto the wasteland his eyes adjusted to the light, he sat down and thought .ong and hard about when he wanted to leave the vault long ago.

(( Jak. Use weapons from the actual Fallout 3 game. And there are only 10mm pistols and police batons in the armoury, like Vault 101. ))

(( Oh Sorry, will edit now ))

Crystal backed against the wall silently as the pair infront of her argued. She thought of her parents, they weren't attending the party when the Vault's doors were shut down. She looked at the floor. Then around the entrance of the Vault.

I hope they're okay... She burried her head in her hands.

"Officer...Didn't you hear me? If we head to...To the control centre now...W-We can ope-open the doors and re-bbboot the Vault syssstems." He sighed, pushing his glasses back up his nose slowly. "T...The longer we w-waste time here...Trying to o-open these doors, the less tttime these people have!" Ryan was determined to get these doors open, after all, his little sister was inside of one of those rooms.

Mark looked at Ryan angrily. "Why won't you Listen to me? I am trying to tell YOU that we CANNOT go to all of the way to a command center that we aren't sure that exists without enough intel to get us there alive We need to know where we are going, and what we will be up against!"

"It's...There. I-I know it is. I...I've got the file stor-stored on my PDA, I-I think." Reaching behind him, he pulled his PDA from his belt and began tapping away with his stylus on the touchscreen. Going through various folders and entering many different passwords before he pulled up a single file. "Here...It is." The file contained data on where the Vault was located, the schemetics of it and what was inside of it...

Mark had to admit that the evidence was convincing, but it had totally destroyed his plan. Before he brought Ryan out into the real world, the tech would have to toughen up. An idea suddenly clicked into Marks head. He looked over at Crystal, not exactly sure if he wanted to do this favor for her. "Alright Ryan, good job, you win. But before we leave I need to ask you for a favor. Can you access a console with that wirelessly, and say, find Crystal's G.O.A.T results? It would mean a lot to her I'm sure"

Rubbing the back of his head slowly, he chewed the end of his stylus. "G-Give me a se...Second." He began furiously tapping away on the touch screen, hacking various security systems as he went. Opening up the Overseer's terminal, he notices a slightly corrupted section and begins to explore. Deep within it lies the G.O.A.T. result of Crystal...

(( Ehh, choose what you want, Cute ))