Steven Castle - Apartment Building - Vegas Outskirts

Steven sat on the coach keeping a wary eye on the agent Mieux had been talking to. He watched Mieux dart from the room soon after. Steven put his head back trying to take his mind off his lost fortune. The beleaguered businessman was unknowingly exhausted and fell asleep.

Suddenly Mieux's voice rung out through the room that we were heading out ahead of schedule. Still sleepy eyed Steven's groggy head tried to comprehend the situation, but to no avail. Taking a minute to gather himself he slowly stood up as his body was still exhausted. After seeing his associate open the window he steeled himself and followed Mieux's lead as he had no idea what to do. For many minutes Steven ran awkwardly behind Mieux keeping his eyes peeled for rioters, though it seemed the previous nights disturbance was over and common sense had returned.

After passing an alleyway Mieux seemed to go pale and ordered everyone to the car. Steven stood flatfooted for a moment but decided not to trouble Mieux about it now. Running down the road he spotted what he assumed to be Mieux's cruiser which had been surprisingly left unarmed by the crazies.

While waiting Steven produced a cigarette from his briast pocket. Taking a minute to light up he then leaned on the trunk wondering what was keeping Mieux. His traveling companion showed up a few minutes later and opened the doors after apologizing for the delay. Hopping into the passenger seat he immediately leaned the seat back to catch some more shuteye, as even with a full nights sleep Steven still felt like crap.

Steven awoke once more once his face had hit the passenger side window and Mieux was gone. Rubbing his head he clambered out of the car noticing they had stopped at a gas station. Taking off his jacket he threw it onto the seat and staggered into the building. Stepping into the brightly lit store, Steven could hear horrible Western music blaring and no one seemed to be managing the establishment. Walking through the sore his heels clicked loudly on the floor. Spotting a cooler in the back Steven collected a bottled water and a bag of potato chips before heading outside. Ripping the bag open he began stuffing the crunchy, round, objects into his mouth ferociously. Once he finished he washed down the salty snack with hearty gulps of water, which began to run down the sides of Steven's mouth onto his shirt. Once the bottle was empty he discarded it and the empty chip bag on the ground. Wiping the remnants of water from his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt Steven finally felt a degree better.

Feeling better he spotted Mieux pumping gas into the Corvega while conversing with a gas mask wearing stranger. Steven took a look at the pricing sign nearby and chuckled as he walked over. The stranger got in the backseat and Mieux took his place at the drivers seat. Not wanting to be left behind Steven hurried inside.

He elbowed Mieux jokingly, "Fourteen-hundred-fifty dollars for regular and Eighty-five-hundred-ninety-nine dollars for premium. You'd think with those prices this place would be more well guarded than Fort Knox, eh Mieux."

Steven then spun around to the newcomer, "I guess your coming with us to wherever Mieux is headed. The names, Steven Castle, former RobCo board of directors and West Tek investor. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.", Steven said while extending his hand back.

OOC: It's all good - I'm in Sixth Form right now. xD ... well ... the Sixth Form ... part of college. Yeah. xD

“Technically I’m still in the FBI but giving the bombing and that all my bosses strangely disappeared last month, I’m guess I’m out of Job but I did get to keep my lucky pistol “Jason chucked as he put his Glock 86 plasma pistol on the dashboard...

“Anyway it was a good job, I got to travel across the country, collect evidence, shoot bad-guy, you know like in all the movies…It’s that recently I’ll be forced to do some things I didn’t like but I guess it may have prevent the war, just not the bombing”

"Strangely disappeared? That's ... odd, to say the least," Kathy muttered, leaning against the window as she listened to Jason. "I guess so ... but then, aren't we all, now? That's always good, though - especially now." She smiled, her eyes following the Glock 86 and lingering upon it for a minute as Jason placed it on the dashboard. She turned her attention back towards Jason only a second later, attentive.

"I guess this must seem like a short walk to you then, huh?" She grinned. "The movies ... wow - here I am my whole life trying to get into that business and you've been acting it out for years, no? Puts things into perspective." She continued to grin, letting out a laugh as she commented. She raised her eyebrow a little as Jason continued, sitting up in her seat and looking down at her knees as she did so. "Haven't we all, though?" She muttered quietly. "Done things that we're not happy about, I mean. I know I have ... and if it helped ... if we're not all dead yet, right?"

“Speaking of water, we better make a stop at Hoover Dam” Jason said as he turned the Car down the road leading to Hoover Dam

“It might be the last place with clean water for awhile…” Jason said as the car pasted a sign saying HOOVER DAM - ONE MILE

"All fine by me - dying of dehydration would kind of be a kick in the head, wouldn't it? Good old Dean Martin ..." Kathy trailed, looking up and regaining her usual composure just in time to catch a glimpse of the sign post. "Anyhow, clean water sounds liek a safe bet. I might see if I can't scare up some more ... substantial clothing, too." She smiled, tugging at her bloodstained blouse a little. It would do for the time being, but she had to admit, she still wasn't sure of what was out there. Either way, a blouse and a pencil skirt would hardly be enough, it seemed.

Luke then turned to the east of him at the visitor center door and saw that the two bodies from earlier were starting to move, there eyes peaked open, whatever they were, was sleeping and are out of there rest. one of the "things" looked at the other thing, and screamed, before looking at it self, they looked to me and were screaming, unable to say anything, the radiation took a toll on them, despite being no-where close to radiation. Luke unholstered his 9mm pistol, and aimed to the creature and said, "Stay the [censored] back!" and the creature said, with a soft voice "Help us, please.." and Luke said "I'm unable too, I don't even know what the [censored] happened to you!" And the creature said "Give me some RAD-AWAY." and Luke said "I cannot, strange creature." and the creatures went inside hoover-dam visitor-center, off to do something.

Mieux sat in the drivers side seat and flicked the lighter, the logo of the Lucky 38 flaring on in the dawn light, "Good to meet you Glenn, but I doubt you'll be taking a plane ride anytime soon, unless you think you can fly one of those passenger jets at McCarran, Nellis was nuked, so that's a no go. As for Vegas, well, you tell people government has collapsed, then put a police force outnumbered 15:1 by panicked people and you get what always happens, anarchy." He took a puff of his cigarette as Steven introduced himself, then spoke again, "Oh yeah, well, we're supposed to be going to Goodsprings cause of some guys family, but you know what? I don't see why it took this long to realize I may as well head onto Mount Charleston and wait for him there. And with out further delay, let's just go on. Hopefully he'll understand when we don't show up. Oh wait." Mieux went into the store and disappeared, returning twenty minutes with some bags and six large cannisters. He threw the bags in the trunk, then started filling the cannisters with fuel. After carefully putting them in the car, he got back in. "Sorry about that, figured since whoever owns this place split, I may as well have taken some food, juices milks and waters, and spare fuel. NOW we can go."

After a little back tracking, they looped around Las Vegas, you wouldn't know it by looking at it in the sunlight, but within it's still pristine view, except for some idiot who detonated an explosive in the top corner of The Tops, within the city was lawlessness. Mieux, wishing to avoid the dangers that may lie there, rounded the East side of Vegas, and rode along the Northern outskirt of Vegas, just barely out of ranger Nellis, which was emitting rads like no tommorrow. After almost 3 hours of careful driving, they reached Mount Charleston, it's ski lodge untouched by the war, still pristine and snow capped. "Alright, home sweet home." Mieux grinned, he put his hands on his hips, his arrogance making him feel he had just claimed this place for himself. Pulling out some of the bags and heading for the doors of the lodge, he shouted in joy, for he'd found a dog. He loved dogs. "HELLO?" He shouted. The dog just whimpered, like it was lonely. Mieux, his hands still full, bent down and said to the dog and smiled, "Don't worry boy, I'll take care of you." When the dog started heavily panting, his heart leapt with joy at having his new friend. Uninterestedly, Mieux simply said to behind them "Guys, go pick out a room, I get dibs on a room with a window."

OOC: I know in the game, it mentions a mom and daughter being at the ski lodge, but for the sake of this RP, I'll just retcon them out so I don't have to deal with more NPC's than I really need. As for everyone else, hurry up and make your posts, I'm moving up the timeline to October 31st, the day heavy black rain falls across the county, killing anything that doesnt stay inside or seek shelter.

"I guess your coming with us to wherever Mieux is headed. The names, Steven Castle, former RobCo board of directors and West Tek investor. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." The man extended his hand towards Johnson who accepted it, although rather weakly.

"A Poseidon, a West-Tek and a RobCo executive are sitting in a car... sounds like a joke. I guess that I am... coming with you." Johnson fell asleep.

* * * * *

Johnson awoke a few hours later to Mieux's words, "Home sweet home,". Johnson himself felt much better, fully able to pull himself out of the car and re-donn his dusty jacket. Mieux had already headed into the lodge, Johnson heard him shouting 'Hello!' and shortly after that in a voice that Johnson would describe as complete dis-interest.

"Stay back here Mr Castle, might have to teach this dumb-fool a lesson." Johnson drew his laser pistol and later found Miuex with a dog of all things.

"Look, incase you didn't notice there been a nuclear apocalypse; thank God my family is safe where nothing can harm them. As for you, I think you need a reality check young man, this dog is going to eat our food, you want a room with a window? Enjoy the fallout. You have any idea what hell is going to go down very soon, we've had some kind of escape, Las Vegas doesn't appear to have been on the Commies radars; but soon all hell is going to break loose here and I have a helicopter waiting for me on the West Coast and I want to be alive when I get to it. What's your plan? You have any idea what's going to happen?"

Jason Hoover

“All fine by me - dying of dehydration would kind of be a kick in the head, wouldn't it? Good old Dean Martin ... Anyhow, clean water sounds liek a safe bet. I might see if I can't scare up some more ... substantial clothing, too." Kathy said as she smiled, tugging at her bloodstained blouse a little.

“I have some spare clothes in trunk, not sure about any skirts but atleast some blood-free skirts” Jason chukcled as he stopped the Car a meter away from the vistors center as Hoover Dam..

something is wrong

getting out of Car, Jason picked up his glock 86 whlist saying “ stay in Car and lock the doors “ to kathy…

walking a few feet towards the vistor centre a man in an army unifrom shouted at Jason “"Introduce yourself! I'm Luke Mallicoat, US ARMY major! Serving at Nellis Airforce base."

Great an army boy…. I wonder if he has a pipboy…

“Special agent Jason Hoover with the FBI “ Jason shouted back as he watched the soldier talk to two things, before they walked inside the vistor centre….

(ooc: Nuclear, kathy doesn't have to follow/obey Jason if you don't want to )

Luke said, "Hello, good sir, You must be looking for power? No [censored] such thing here, it's been gone since the bombs dropped. Most of the power for the strip comes from Helios ONE, and two. Which is classifed information.", Luke said another thing too, "If you're looking for weapons, I can construct anything mostly. But of poor quality. Say, Do you got any Detergent and prehaps a rubber-band and prehaps some scrap metal and prehaps some more 9mm bullets?" Luke then sighed, frowning at the lack of supplies around Hoover-Dam. Luke then did a motion for the man to follow him, he also said "There's some things in Visitor Center, I heard some things about some chinese invading prior to this war, And i can tell a storms coming on, a radiation storm. As it is... October 31st? And about the chinese thing, I meant they briefed tried to invade hoover-dam, there stuff might be around here."

Mieux stared at Glenn, his cigarette hanging in his mouth, then blew a cloud of smoke in his face as insult. "Reality check? How's THIS for a reality check, I just killed my girlfriend, who was beaten and trampled on The Strip, and the topper? She was violated by a bunch of filthy pigs. She asked me to kill her, it was a mercy killing, but to me, it was no different than murder. I have no more family, or lover, so this dog is my only friend now. The jokes? The glib remarks? If I don't make those remarks, I'm just another pissant who holds a false dream. So what? You think you've got a ride on a Vertibird, which, need I remind you, isn't even FINISHED yet, to some magical fairy tale bunker, and you say I'm the one in need of a reality check? This is my way of coping. As for the dog, this is a resort, there's plenty of food here if we keep our numbers low. If you dont want it having extra rations? Fine, it can have mine. See you later....dike." Storming into the recreation room, he started to play a round of pool, trying to clear his mind.

"What a dike." He muttered, cracking the 6 ball into the corner pocket, "Who the hell does he think he is to tell me to grow up?" The dog sitting beside him simply arched it's head and said 'Aroo?' Mieux's voice changed to a friendlier tone, "Sorry pal, I didn't mean to sound upset, just that guy being so stern and dark. I know what's happened. Just the best of a bad situation you know?" Again, he was met with another 'Aroo?' from the dog. Mieux put the pull cue down and went into his room upstairs, the dog trailing along. "I'll call you....House. That way you'll be a dog HOUSE. Get it?" The dog growled at him, almost as if it understood him. "Alright alright, how about eh....Dean? Yeah! Name you after good old Dean Martin." The dog woofed loudly in delight. Its grey black coat sheening in the light of the window. Mieux opened up the dresser cabinet on the wall, and found a set of sleepwear with the mountain on the left briast. He put it, and some slippers on, then went hooked the radio in his pack into the outlet, "Alright boy, you can go downstairs boy, but no outside for you, it might not be safe."

Down in the kitchen, he opened the freezer to see what all was there. "Jackpot, hamburgers." Mieux pulled out all the fixings for four, and heated up the stove, cooking each burger with patience, the aroma wafting out of the kitchen into the rest of the lodge. Afterwards, he pulled out a tray and put three glasses of milk on plates, and a bowl of water. He went into the lobby, put the tray on the table, taking a burger for him and Dean, and called out loudly, "DINNERTIME!", with a smirk, he told Dean in a joking tone, "Imagine, I went from executive to Maitre'd in two days time. Heh."

OOC: Enclave, the reason I call you as a false is because I'm not Enclave in the story.

"What so I'm the bad guy for trying to figure what's going on about my own chances for survival?" Johnson shouted back to him. "And you'd sooner keep our numbers low, you think that the dog is worth more than a human being? And as for the 'bunker', son you have no idea what your talking about... or to for that matter; ask your stupid fool of a boss about, than man who'd sooner die here than be taken to saftey!"

'God-damn fool has no idea what he's doomed us to if we stay on a mountain of all places, damn my deleriousness.' He looked around the place, hadn't seen service for months what with people having more important things on their mind. John eventually found a room on the second floor, barely touched since the last time anyone came here; he tippped the contents of his survival kit all over the bed and began to organise it.

"Vault-Dwellers Survival Guide... How to Cook Rat... A Holotape and player? Classic American Novels, hmm Great Gatsby... Army-Knife... Cyanide pills... "

OOC: Never mentioned a Vertibird , that would be a give away.
OOC2: I know, hence why I call you Little Fish.

Ooc: I don’t think it's been a time grab yet….

Jason Hoover

"Hello, good sir, You must be looking for power? No [censored] such thing here, it's been gone since the bombs dropped. Most of the power for the strip comes from Helios ONE, and two. Which is “classifed information."

“I’m with the FBI fool I porblary know more about Helios One that you” Jason repiled as holsted in Glock 86

“If you're looking for weapons, I can construct anything mostly. But of poor quality. Say, Do you got any Detergent and prehaps a rubber-band and prehaps some scrap metal and prehaps some more 9mm bullets?" Luke asked

can;t he see my fully loaded pistol?

“ No I’m looking for a pipboy or holotape player” Jason repiled again and began to walked towards Luke

Luke motioned for Jason follow him, whlist saying "There's some things in Visitor Center, I heard some things about some chinese invading prior to this war, And i can tell a storms coming on, a radiation storm. As it is... October 31st? And about the chinese thing, I meant they briefed tried to invade hoover-dam, there stuff might be around here."

" what the hell are you talking about it's still 24th anyway, lead on but as soon as I find a pipboy I’m leaving , I don’t even want to know what the US army was doing in hoover Dam” Jason said whlist getting into postion next to the door…!

" oh and we should probably should shoot those things before they leave Hoover... even if there Human...." Jason said...

OOC: Vertibirds IIRC, were the first known craft to do verticle flight, but the model in D.C. states it wont be in service till after the war, so thats how Mieux knows of them, and that's why he think's you're being insane right now.

After retreating to a chair in the corner of the room across from the recreation room, Mieux pulled a letter he kept on him at all times. Opening it, he reread it again. It was his acceptance letter into Vault 21. He looked down at Dean then at the letter. " I doubt they'd let you in the Vault, looks like I guess it's life out here I'm stuck with. Oh well, it won't be so bad right? We've got enough food for months, but....then what?" He tried to set the thought from his mind, drifting off into tired sleep, stroking Dean behind the ear, his head in Mieux's lap.

Luke walked in to the visitor center, the two creatures from earlier, mauling at each other, I saw a nuka cola machine over at the location, and some dead chinese ghouls, and two damn broken chinese assault rifles, but can easily be repaired. Luke said "Damnit, I got to fix that damn [censored], you with me FBI boy, and about that uhh, PIPBOY, theres a holotape player in those fancy-looking computers."

OOC: It's all good =) - will probably have her get changed at some point, though. xD also, apologies about the lateness of this - been cooking tea. xD

“I have some spare clothes in trunk, not sure about any skirts but atleast some blood-free skirts” Jason chukcled as he stopped the Car a meter away from the vistors center as Hoover Dam..

"Believe me - anything'll do right now," Kathy grinned as the car stopped, about to follow Jason out of the car before hearing his orders. She nodded, sinking down low into her seat. From outside, she could hear the exchange between Jason and the man who had introduced himself as Luke ... if he was with the army, then it was probable that he wouldn't act irrationally. She watched as they retreated inside the Visitor's Center ... well, at least she had seen where they had gotten to.

She closed her eyes and held her breath as she slid out of the car, tempted to crouch all the way around to the trunk. She hadn't forgotten what Jason had said about radiation, of course ... part of the reason why she was holding her breath, but surely, if both he and Luke had braved it, it must have been safe.

Kathy hauled the lid of the trunk upwards, disoriented for a moment, before rifling through its contents - it wasn't as though she was prying, and the only things she was looking out for were items of clothing, something that would be a little more accustomed to some wear and tear. Her hands tugged at a coarse material, lathery in texture ... that would do quite nicely. She glanced around first, checking that no stray wanderers - or worse - could see her, before stepping out of her skirt, throwing it in the trunk, the item closely followed by her blouse, neckerchief, and ruined stockings. Pants - she wasn't so used to wearing those - and at long last, footwear that was much more comfortable than walking barefoot through debris.

She slipped the pistol into a holster, still glancing around ... perhaps following wouldn't be the best course of action. If anyone happened by the car, they would most likely associate it with resources, and ... no, having it on her conscience that she had left the only transport they had to ruin wouldn't sit well with her at all. Instead, she leaned against the passenger door for a moment, looking out across the Colorado. Almost everything was dead, or dying, or in ruin ... or worse. Her career was one thin, but the families that had been torn apart were--

"Quit it, Kathy. You lost your family fourteen years ago." She whispered to herself. She had never been able to shake her father's enraged screams from her mind, the look on his face as he had told her that she was dead to him. No room for snakes like herself. Only pure daughters allowed.

OOC: Alright folks, at 8:00 P.M. CST or there about's, I'll be pushing on to October 31st-November 3rd, the day of the black rain, so finish up your stories to where you'll be staying some place for a while, or you get to you're intended points. I might make an exception for Hircine since I know he's busy alot. After the narration of black rain post on your first posts afterward the date will be the October 31st. Then after a few mores posts, we'll move on to November 3rd, the day the rain ceases.

Unless you WANT your character to die, they cannot be in the rain.

Quoting the Wikia: 'Around a week after the initial nuclear explosions, rain started to fall; however, none of it was drinkable. The rain was black; tainted with soot, ash, radioactive elements produced by the nuclear explosions and various other contaminants produced by nuclear weapons. This rain marked the start of the terrible fallout that marked the true, permanent destruction caused by the Great War. The rain lasted four long days, killing thousands of species that had survived the initial destruction of the bombs, be they animal, plant or microorganisms. Those few living things, human, animal or plant, that survived after the rain ended were left to live in the now barren wasteland that had spread across the Earth, where nearly all pre-War plant life had died either in the initial explosions or from the intense radiation produced by the fallout.'

OOC: Cool, stuff still survived though right, cause there are still plants in the Fallout games, ro did everythign actually die, now Im getting a little confuzzled. Anywhoo this post is me making it to Mt.Charleston.

Charlie Moore, Mt. Charleston

I was almost at Goodsprings, hopefully the town would provide a place to stay while all hell broke loose elsewhere. I was expecting Fallout to touch down soon, that stuff was probably extremely dangerous, and taking a stroll when it was raining from now on would not be a good idea. Before I knew what had happened a car of all things zoomed passed me along the highway, but it was going north.

What the hell, why would they be going to Vegas?

A few minutes passed by, I began doubting that Goodsprings was going to be an acceptable place to stay, if they were fleeing from the south north to Vegas when they had probably heard via the last radio broadcasts that it was total anarchy up there, then the small town had probably been nuked itself. I put my foot down on the brakes and the car screeched to a halt. I got it turned around and started taking her straight back the way I had come north.

In an hour I passed McCarran, and was now rounding past the west side of Vegas. The riots appeared to have died down, less people were on a rampage but innocent people still roamed the streets, trying to find items to live off of. They watched the car; their eyes seemed to show that they were begging for help, but I had no food, I was in just as desperate a position as them and letting a stranger into my car with no supplies, that was unthinkable. I upped my speed and was planning on making it out of town through the western highway.

I, I could go back to LA, see my family; the gang won’t care about me anymore I would be a free man.

I looked at my fuel, I was running low not enough to get me anywhere near LA, and the last thing I wanted was to be stuck in the middle of California in vehicle that didn’t work, when ash, fallout and radiation would be falling from the heavens. I still kept the car going, past farms, and ranches, which seemed to be doing fine, and then I saw it, it was a sign, not one from God, or another supernatural force, just a rusty road sign that was falling down, written upon it was:

Mt. Charleston Luxury Resort This Way

Without even truly understanding why, I turned the vehicle and began moving up the road through the mountain that would lead me to my new abode. 30 or so minutes later I pulled up into the front parking lot area of the resort. One other vehicle was there and there was no one in sight, for some reason I thought that it was the same vehicle I had seen driving north only a few hours earlier. I grabbed the box that had my MAC-10 in it and moved towards the door. I pushed it open and the bell above the door that was once used to signal to reception that new guests were here started ringing. I swallowed my fear and shouted:

“Hello, anybody, please.”

“Hello, anybody, please.”

Johnson heard the voice and knew that it wasn't from the other guy, Castle, somebody new had sauntered into their alpine hideout. Johnson drew his laser pistol and navigated through the halls of the lodge's upper floor till he was looking over the first floor balcony at the man who had just entered the lodge. Johnson leveled the laser pistol at him.

"Drop the box young man and tell me what your doing here."

Charlie Moore

"Drop the box young man and tell me what you’re doing here."

A man stood at the balcony in the reception area, he looked a little under the weather, his suit was dusty, and his face appeared dirty. He was just the typical upstanding white guy in a suit. I could see a small pin attached to his suit as well, but he was just a little too far away for me to clearly make out what it was.

“I’m not dropping my box geezer, I just came here hoping to survive, like you, don’t you still have any common courtesy left in your body, the world has only been dead for a few hours yah know.”

Ooc: sorry for the delay, had busy couple of hours

Jason Hoover

Jason followed Luke as walked in to the visitor center, the two creatures from outside were mauling at each other, and some dead chinese soldiers, walking over to soldiers Jason picked up two of their ushanka hats, putting one on…

I’ve always wanted one of these , maybe Kathy will like one two…

Luke said "Damnit, I got to fix that damn [censored], you with me FBI boy, and about that uhh, PIPBOY, theres a holotape player in those fancy-looking computers."

Jason walked over to computer and put the Holotape inside and almost automatically the computer loaded up “message from Rogue”

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Jason

If you reading this message the world had ended, included in this message is the location of a of secret military base codenamed “hidden Valley“ it should be empty so you and Barlow can hide inside during the radioactive rain..

PASSWORD WORD: sandstorm

Rogue smith…

(Picture of Vega area with bases location)

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Radioactive rain oh [censored] we need to get there now

“Sorry Solider boy but I gotta go, good luck on getting the dam working ” Jason said as he ran outside and towards the Highwayman

Getting inside the car, Jason looked at Kathy, who was wearing Jason's spare clothes from the trunk... “ I got you this hat” Jason said passing the spare Ushanka hat…

“Okay I have location of a military base that we can hide out in whilst the rain is radioactive and keep the windows shut, we going off road! “ James said as turned the car around and started driving to hidden Valley....


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ooc: ( if matyr posts the radioactive rain part) have the Car arrive at hidden valley and have them both run inside..., If not you can decide how far they get...

bar: read PM

edit: Last Post of night, in the morning i will post Jason and kathy entering the bunker

“I’m not dropping my box geezer, I just came here hoping to survive, like you, don’t you still have any common courtesy left in your body, the world has only been dead for a few hours yah know.”

Johnson laughed, "Law of the jungle out their boy, men of intellect like me, educated in finanance and science aren't worth [censored] anymore; passed-out on the cheap chicks, booze and the young life for a decent degree with the promise we'd make it all back later. Now son's of [censored]es like Nathan Evans who played baseball instead of learning how narrow openings affect wavefronts have the upperhand in this new world and I have nothing except this place, now some kid with a cheap suit comes in thinking he can muscle me about because I'm old? This ain't college anymore kid, I'm done with your types pushing me around. Now, until the other guys show up and we decide whether to burn your ass or not you aren't going anywhere."

Johnson snorted, "I'll tell you this for free, your talking to a man who still holds an important position, and I do mean more than that which this gun gives me, I have a purpose still despite it all. I don't have to waste time in the shadows anymore; I got a gun that fire's the fasted thing in the universe at 3x10 to the power 8 meters per second, or three hundred million in your speak. Now tell me, what's the name?"

Charlie Moore

“Law of the jungle out their boy, men of intellect like me, educated in finance and science aren't worth [censored] anymore; passed-out on the cheap chicks, booze and the young life for a decent degree with the promise we'd make it all back later. Now sons of [censored]es like Nathan Evans who played baseball instead of learning how narrow openings affect wave fronts have the upper hand in this new world and I have nothing except this place, now some kid with a cheap suit comes in thinking he can muscle me about because I'm old? This ain't college anymore kid, I'm done with your types pushing me around. Now, until the other guys show up and we decide whether to burn your ass or not you aren't going anywhere."


The man snorted, "I'll tell you this for free, you’re talking to a man who still holds an important position, and I do mean more than that which this gun gives me, I have a purpose still despite it all. I don't have to waste time in the shadows anymore. Now tell me, what's the name?"

I stood there looking up at the man on balcony for a few seconds, he said he had a purpose, I just figured he was supposed to be in some fancy government Vault and was going to help “rebuild” a new free world. I saw what was going on out there, and I knew that wasn’t going to happen.

“You know, the only reason I didn’t go to college and learn about wave fronts, whatever the hell they are is cause my family and I don’t have jack[censored]. I couldn’t afford to go to college cause of corporate asses like you, who svck up all the money and expect the government to use my hard earned dollars that I pay as taxes to bail your ass out. Names, Charlie and I hope we can give each other a little more respect since we are probably going to spending a lot of time together now that we are trapped here cause of Armageddon. And who are you?”

Luke ran to the bodies, and picked up the broken assault rifle and ran out as the man ran out, he got in car, and turned the key and started the car. driving off, following his car to Hidden Valley. The cars pulled up to hidden valley, Luke got out of the car and looked to the area blanky. He said to his-self "Damn, This is just a fenced in area." before he noticed the bunker, he walked calmly to the frontal bunker and noticed that it was locked, he looked to the computer beside it. Folding out the keyboard and started typing in the password, he said to his-self "Excellento, it has been put in, Now we wait for our friend to arrive and let him pick which one to click on"

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Robco Industries 2077c, PoseidoNet 2077c.

HIDDEN VALLEY BUNKER SYSTEM.

PASSWORD ENTERED, ACCESS GRANTED.

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“You know, the only reason I didn’t go to college and learn about wave fronts, whatever the hell they are is cause my family and I don’t have jack[censored]. I couldn’t afford to go to college cause of corporate asses like you, who svck up all the money and expect the government to use my hard earned dollars that I pay as taxes to bail your ass out. Names, Charlie and I hope we can give each other a little more respect since we are probably going to spending a lot of time together now that we are trapped here cause of Armageddon. And who are you?”

Johnson snorted again. "Always the suits fault right? Cry me a river; but fine, name's Glenn Johnson and I'm an executive and lobbyist for Poseidon Energy. As far as I can tell I may be the only one mature and knowledgable enough about this situation to make sure the other's here don't die, well to be fair I haven't seen much of Mr Castle so maybe he has a clue; as for the other guy, got another sob story and thinks it makes me the villian for being concerned about survival first and whether a dog he's trying to save is really worth the food - which it isn't. Now we have another new comer and undoubtably the others would object to me killing your ass; besides, maybe I am being a little presumtious. A lot of serious [censored] going on out there and I nearly got the worst of it, got a nasty looking rash come up on my back but whatever."

Johnson raised his pistol, "Your going to want to see Mieux, stormed off somewhere in here after I pointed out those things to him earlier. Steven Castles here somewhere too; better get used to us corporate asses kid."

OOC: No worries - I know the feeling! =) - annnd ... last post of mine for tonight due to college tomorrow. x_x lol - night all! =)

She had been looking out of the window when the sky darkened; she had seen her fair share of storms, and who hadn't? But this was the first since the world had ended ... she didn't like the look of the sky at all. Kathy sat bolt upright as Jason returned to the car – apparently, she was not the only one suspicious of the sudden change in weather.

Getting inside the car, Jason looked at Kathy, who was wearing Jason's spare clothes from the trunk... “ I got you this hat” Jason said passing the spare Ushanka hat…

“Okay I have location of a military base that we can hide out in whilst the rain is radioactive and keep the windows shut, we going off road! “ James said as turned the car on and started driving to hidden Valley....

“Thanks – it's much appreciated,” Kathy smiled, gathering her curled hair and pulling the hat on, before biting her lip as she glanced out of the window. “That rain ... oh, lord, like the bombs going off wasn't bad enough,” She nodded at the news of the bunker, relieved at the thought of it; with no idea how long the rain would last, or the kind of damage it would do, the best course of action seemed to be to find shelter ... and quickly. “Got ya. Full steam ahead then, I'm guessing?” She tried to keep the smile upon her face as Jason started the car – it would be okay. She needed to tell herself this. They would find shelter, and once they did, everything would be just fine.

Charlie Moore

After he introduced himself, I went up the stairwell to the balcony; I went down the nearest hallway hoping to find this Mieux. I snorted and began mumbling to myself after a few paces.

“Always the suits fault, yah it is, you got 2 milli in your bank account off of poor people while they are dying to try to get any work. The countries in the [censored] and its cause of white collar idiots like yourself. Oh yah you’re real mature too. dike.”

After a few more paces I stopped my small little rant, and looked up, there were a great many corridors and rooms and searching them all would be nearly impossible. I guess all just get him to come to me.

“Hey, ahh, Mr. Mieux, your bell boy, or doorman or whatever he is, told me I should talk to you. Wanna come out so we can speak.”

Waking up, slightly tired. He looked up and was caught off guard by this new face. "Wha- Oh, Glenn sent you, yeah, well, he's not my bell boy, more like another corporate snob like me. Anyway, welcome to the resort. Justin Mieux, executive of RobCo industries, or, was, rather, since civility is largely gone the way of the dodo." Getting up, he brushed the sleepwear he'd put on and went back upstairs, changing into his suit and returned to the first floor. "Hope you enjoy this chilly mountain air, you'll be inhaling alot of it. Heh. Weather looks nice, clouds look weird, thats about it."

October 31st 2077 - November 3rd 2077

As the days passed, contrary to Mieux's thoughts, the weather didnt stay long after that day. A week after the bombs fell, and six days after they procured the lodge, a black rain fell, a rain that truly crippled man worse than the bombs. Anything caught outside was killed, this wasn't just dark rain, it was rain mixed with soot, debree, ash, fallout, radiation, and many other toxins, all from Man and his insatiable hunger for war. However, the groups had survived, though not in communication yet, but they had all managed.....so far.