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nolandmod ([personal profile] nolandmod) wrote in [community profile] vault662020-07-01 02:14 pm

MONTH 3 LOG

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Vault 66
WHEN: Month 3
WHAT: The pods and the vault door opens
WARNINGS: Violence, likely language
AWAKENING


You awake laying on your back in an, admittedly comfortable, pod. You can't move anything but your eyes, can't even feel your body yet. How you got here or why is a blank. You may have been in the middle of your day, asleep, or even- for what you remember- should be dead. Then a screen directly in front of your face flickers to life and in crisp, black and white displays: DON'T PANIC. The following video then plays:





The screen flickers again and reads: CONGRATULATIONS ON PLANNING FOR THE FUTURE! WELCOME TO VAULT LIFE, CITIZEN. WELCOME TO YEAR: [ERROR]. YOUR PERSONAL BELONGINGS ARE LOCATED IN [FILE CORRUPTED. SEE SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR]. ENJOY YOUR STAY AND THANK YOU FROM YOUR FRIENDS AT VAULT-TEC.


The pod then unseals and you are able to, unstably at first, climb out of the pod. Your body may feel foreign for a moment- perhaps entirely foreign if you suddenly find yourself a human, ghoul, or super mutant for the first time. But whatever your form, you have two items on: a bright blue jumpsuit with the number 66 in yellow on the back, and a mechanical device known as a Pip-boy sealed onto your arm. If you click on the buttons it takes you to an instruction screen.


You look around to find yourself in a room of other pods. Some are just opening, other people looking as confused as you climbing out. Others remain closed with the status of 'STASIS' on the screens attached to the pods. The rest of the room is less than impressive. Computer systems that seem out of place compared to the technology level of the pods are scattered across the room, apparently running the chambers. Trying to access them, even for the most talented hacker, will simply result in SEE OVERSEER being displayed. There is large metal door leading to the rest of the vault, a lever on the wall next to it that will cause it to open.

Welcome, dweller, to vault 66.

 



VAULT OPENING, THE CELEBRATION


It’s finally here, at long last. In the lead up to the Vault opening, Louis has turned the recreation area into a celebration. It comes with a modest feast! A whole cake, some tasty cola, and grilled meat (if you helped kill the radroaches or mole rats, you know where that meat came from). He even found some old party decorations that were supposed to be used when the Vault was unsealed after the war. The original party, of course, was supposed to be a few hundred years ago. The colors are faded and it’s horribly water stained, but the HAPPY VAULT DAY banner still holds. There are even party hats, for the particularly festive.

The event starts first thing in the morning and will last until early afternoon, when the Overseer announces it’s time to gather in the entry way for the main event.




WARRANTY FORFEIT IF UNSEALED


The time has finally come for the Vault to open. After walking down a corridor of rusted and corroded radiation scanners and security terminals, characters are face to face with the ground level of a huge elevator shaft. At the very top, the four yard thick monstrosity of a door that has sealed the Vault closed for several hundred years. Despite its age, the old girl is as functional as the day she was made. Looking up from the bottom of the shaft, characters can see an intricate formation of deadbolts, gears, and other machinery holding the door in place.

Captain Simmons, the robot in charge himself, has come out to do the honors of opening the door. At an innocuous enough computer station, he plugs in the very tip of one of his three robotic arms to begin the unlocking sequence. What follows is a good minute of flashing lights, warnings that the door is being unsealed, and the grind of machinery as the locking mechanism unengages. The large, gear shaped door at the very top of the elevator shaft pulls back slightly, turns, then begins its descent down towards the gathered group. Make sure you’re not directly under it, Vault-Tec did not install any safety mechanisms to stop the door/platform from crushing anyone standing beneath it.

 

The door isn’t the only thing that comes down, however. The moment the door begins to lower, water rushes in after it. From the sudden activation of all pip-boys in the area, characters can instantly determine this is heavily irradiated water. It pours in until there is roughly two feet of the stuff on the floor of the entry way, then finally seems done. As if this weren’t enough, however, things come in with the water. Most of them small, about the size of your average radroach, scampering around and jumping at whatever source of fresh meat they can reach. There’s about half a dozen of these hatchlings. Two of them, however, are huge. Standing at about six feet tall, they look like a cross between a gigantic horse-shoe crab and an alien invader: mirelurks. And they aren’t pleased to find themselves suddenly stuck in a Vault.



Simmons immediately starts shooting and hovering away from the group, trying to distract the creatures from the gathered characters. Fighting may solve the problem, assuming no one is killed in the process. Fleeing back into the Vault, closing the heavy entrance door, and just letting the things starve to death for a few weeks is certainly an option. As is rushing the elevator and getting the hell out of the Vault while Simmons is distracted, but whether you’ll ever get back in again unknown. Whether you help, run away, let them kill Simmons then help, or another choice entirely is up to you.

Happy Vault opening day!

 

GENERAL EXPLORING

 

Remember the rest of the vault awaits. This includes the three Mr. Handy’s and a Mr. Gutsy floating around, as well as more radroaches and mole rats wandering around the many corpses/blood splatter patterns.
OOC NOTES

To talk to a specific NPC one-on-one, leave a comment on their thread below.

Looking for loot in a specific area? Looking for a specific item/kinds of item in general? Ask here and we’ll let you know.

If you have any OOC questions, please leave a comment here!
deepended: (3)

Harley Quinn

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-02 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
ARRIVAL

Harley takes a long minute after the whole video and pod opening thing happened. Just laying there with her bleached white skin and still dyed hair, blinking at the ceiling of metal and lights. Then she sits up. Looks around.

Then with clenched fists beating against the sides of the pod she's still seated in, she lets out a loud, primal scream of:

"FUUUUUUUUCK!"

WILD CARD
Or meet her literally anywhere else in the Vault.
makeadragonwannaretire: (Oh hello there)

Arrival

[personal profile] makeadragonwannaretire 2020-07-02 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Azula had been on her way to return cleaning supplies to the appropriate closet when she heard the loudest curse word she'd ever heard.

Curious and bemused she abandoned the cleaning supplies in the hall and made her way to the pod room. She had wondered idly at some point how long before more people began to wake up but she had given up on that idle musing weeks ago.

Then again as she peers into the room she's not entirely sure what she's looking at is a "Person" per se.

"That is more or less how it feels yes. Good morning to you too."
deepended: (13)

Re: Arrival

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-02 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shit!"

Harley should have expected there to be someone else, these kidnapping gigs never were solo acts, but she'd been too busy punching the metal bed to listen for little ninja feet sneaking up on her (even if Azula had been stomping, Harley is using that excuse.) She shoved herself up, going from sitting in the pod to flipping over to land on her feet with the pod in between her and the ninja girl.

"Where the hell am I?"
makeadragonwannaretire: (Green ugh)

[personal profile] makeadragonwannaretire 2020-07-02 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Azula enters the room properly, arms folded as she watched from what she determines is a safe distance in case this one is too angry to be reasoned with. When she flips so skillfully Azula arches an eyebrow with interest and offers a polite golf clap.

"They call it a Vault. I've been here for a few weeks and I'm still trying to figure it out."
deepended: (tumblr_3577559cffc061b106b76dddfe9fc5b3_)

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-04 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Weeks? Ugh. I just got outta a hole in the ground and Ivy-"

Fuck. Right. Ivy. Harley totally drops her guard as she spins around to look for her red and green part- friend in crime.

"Great! Now I lost Ivy!"
makeadragonwannaretire: (And I thought my jokes were bad.)

[personal profile] makeadragonwannaretire 2020-07-05 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've lost a plant?"

Azula watched her with interest, her color scheme, her movements. It was bright and entertaining but there was something familiar about her energy.

"This might seem like a stretch, but Ivy wouldn't happen to be some kind of idolized lover that you are obsessed over would they?"

If so, Azula might have to apologize to Chocolat for never taking her seriously.
deepended: (11)

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-12 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, no, no! Ivy! Poison Ivy! The most bad-ass, plant controlling super villain around- okay, so she prefers Eco Terrorist, but come on! We terrorize Gotham. That's super villain material. And lover?"

Harley stops what had been a frantic trying to shove her face against other pods to see inside (she can't), as that bit catches up. Her head jerks up so she can stare at Azula before forcing a somewhat manic laugh.

"Lover? Me, Ivy? Please! I'm just Harley. I'm unpredictable! I kiss people all the time. You want a kiss right now?"

She is walking towards you, Azula.


makeadragonwannaretire: (Starting to crack)

[personal profile] makeadragonwannaretire 2020-07-12 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
While the concept of a "Super" villain isn't particularly fleshed out for her, the Princess can put the pieces together. Especially with how sharply the pale woman has denied the accusation.

"I only asked because-"

But then she's coming at Azula for a kiss and Azula's eyes go wide. She darts behind a pod swiftly.

"Keep your distance and you'll keep your lips!" She warned looking somewhat like a startled cat as she peered around the pod to make sure Harley wasn't still coming after her.
deepended: (2)

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-16 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aw, come on! That's how I say hi! It's normal, crazy Harley!"

She is totally trying to get at you by darting around the pod, Azula. Sorry, this isn't really about you. But you need to be kissed now.
makeadragonwannaretire: (Blush)

[personal profile] makeadragonwannaretire 2020-07-16 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Back off!"

Azula is thankfully pretty spry and manages to scramble up on top of a pod, throwing herself to the next one to try and put some distance between her and Harley.

"I've never met a crazy person who kisses to say hello and I don't wish to start now!" She shot back wondering if that was some section of the asylum she had missed during her stay.
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[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-20 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
It was certainly a section of an asylum. They really have so much to bond over. But Harley sighs as Azula continues to allude her and slumps over her former napping pod in defeat.

"Fine, but if anyone asks you tell 'em how I tried. I got a reputation."
makeadragonwannaretire: (Blush)

[personal profile] makeadragonwannaretire 2020-07-20 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your reputation as a spontaneous kisser is secure." She took a moment to calm herself, smoothing out the sleeves of her jumpsuit and looking disapprovingly at the woman. Hopefully she was more useful then just chasing people around like a harlot.

"As I was saying...we have another woman in this place who often wanders into here half naked and spends hours pining for her lost love named "Carrot" so you can see where I might think with a name like Ivy..."

She let it trail off for fear of triggering another smooch attack.

"The possibility of your terrorist being in one of these pods is impossible to guess but we're remaining optimistic for the time being."
wildguardian: (charming face)

Arrival

[personal profile] wildguardian 2020-07-10 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Basically, yeah," Yunlan agrees, leaning over the edge of the pod with his elbows propped comfortably on the metal. "Need a hand up? Fair warning, your knees are gonna be jelly. Welcome to your new home sweet home. The video's full of fucking lies."

He grins and extends a hand, just in case she wants to take him up on the offer.
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Re: Arrival

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-12 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, got that. Baby farming underground, seriously? What kinda incel film school did that jerk fail out of."

Harley holds out her hands, ready and willing for the assistance.
wildguardian: (sprawl)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2020-07-12 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Beats me." Yunlan takes her hands, steps back, and tugs: he might not be the most buff guy on the planet, but he's been getting a lot more exercise the last few months, and he puts a bit more strength into pulling her up out of her pod than strictly necessary.

"I'm Zhao Yunlan, by the way," he adds, mid-tug. "You?"
deepended: (Default)

[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-16 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Combined with her trying to push herself out, Harley comes a tiny bit flying out, ending up wrapping an arm around his shoulders to stop from stumbling too much.

Day one and already clinging to a guy. Story of her old life.

"Harley Quinn."

She waits for the moment of recognition. That will never come.
wildguardian: (charming face)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2020-07-16 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
There isn't a hint of recognition on his face, just a tiny pinch of concentration as he commits the name to memory. He keeps his grip on her forearm for long enough to make sure she's not going to fall over, and then turns her loose with a deliberately dramatic courtly sweep of his hand.

"And it's a pleasure to meet you! I love the hair... although I have bad news about what's not on hand to keep up with personal grooming routines here in Vault 66."

He runs a hand over his no-longer-neat goatee, pulling a grimace.

"Let's see -- well, the door out of our pod room is right over that way, for a start. After you, friend."
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[personal profile] deepended 2020-07-20 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
She droops a little. C'mon, man, she'd been in the Legion of Doom! What's a girl gotta do for some name recognition? But, whatever. Those guys were lame, anyway. She had to remember: they sucked, it was fine if no one knew her.

Just fine.

She starts walking backwards towards the door, so she can keep her full attention on Yunlan as they go.

"What?! No stylists? Do you know how much I pay every month for this look?"

Spoilers: nothing. She shop lifts hair color and does it herself, but she can lie about it.
wildguardian: (what what)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2020-07-20 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, we've got a stylist robot, but I for example am still trying to find myself a shaving kit. I feel you, I really do."

He speeds up from an amble to a jog for a few steps as they reach the door, just enough to dodge around Harley.

"Here, let me get that for you!" Before she walked backwards into it. (Probably she wouldn't have, but, well, he'd been very shaky when he woke up.) "Let's see, the rec room, dorms and maintenance level are that way, and the boss's office and labs are that way. Not a pretty sight, plus they're radioactive! Let's head this way, shall we?"

He hangs a left towards the down-sloping passageway that leads to the living areas.