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First Annual Pod Day
WHERE: Vault 66
WHEN: ???? - Day 1
WHAT: The first pods open
WARNINGS:TBD
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.
Outside of the pod room, the rest of the vault is limping along on an emergency power supply. The air is stale from lackluster recycling and deep shadows occupy the corners of rooms and edges of hallways as only the pale maintenance lighting flickers from the ceiling. The pip-boy flashlight helps, but can still only light up a small area, casting anything outside of it into even darker shadows.
In those shadows there is skittering. The noise isn't too noticeable when there are groups of people, but get down to one or two and it's impossible to ignore. Venture into an empty room and you’ll spot a small number, maybe even just one, loitering in what, until today, had more or less been their sole domain: radroaches. Giant, mutated cockroaches that have a hunger for fresh food (like say, new vault dwellers) when it’s available.
The majority of roaches, however, seem to have a destination in mind, mostly ignoring characters unless blocked or directly bothered. This hoard, gathering from all over the vault, all move through the shadows and vents to the kitchen. If a character is unthreatening enough, they can follow the trail unmolested by the creatures.
In the kitchen itself is a whole different matter. Even from down the hall, characters can hear a masculine, slightly French-accented voice exclaim:
“Mais! Get out, out you nasty things!”
After a moment, a burst of flame can be seen through the door, followed by the new yet distinctive sound of mandibles ripping at metal. Those that decide to enter will see over a dozen roaches trying to take down a lone, floating robot. Despite the robot occasionally hitting them with a blast of fire from a small flame-throwing on one of its arms, the roaches appear to be winning.
The source of the fight can be seen behind the robot: a counter full of various kinds of packaged foods, some of them newly opened. One roach has managed to make it to the prize, ripping into a things of what seems to be apples with its mandibles.
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She's right, he isn't very smart at all. He's going on a middle school education here, with no knowledge of animal habits despite having spent most of his time with them. Insects are the ones he's had the least experience with as well. He just doesn't want there to be a massacre.
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"They will breed faster than you'll be able to catch them," Sighing she shook her head. Really, this all felt so obvious! "You're best off finding out where the nest is and mass killing them along with their nests, or at least sealing off the area. Though that's usually that's only a temporary solution."
Cockroaches are a pain in the ass.
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"The fuck do you think I was going to do!? Seal off the area, leave them all somewhere! Exactly what I'm doing! Just not wherever the fuck the nest is!"
He's not going to advocate for killing them, for two reasons.
"We shouldn't kill them, because we might have to eat them when there's nothing left! And if we get outta here, they can have the vault."
The cockroaches deserve to live as much as the humans do. It's not their fault they're huge and radioactive.
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Oh god just what was going on in this guys head!?
"So you really don't give a damn about this place? If things keep as they are I can't imagine the Vault staying up for much longer. I mean, it's already falling in on itself."
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She is insane.
"If it fucking collapses, then maybe there'll be a hole to crawl out of!"
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Like hell a simple-minded jerk like this could possibly have anyone who he'd care enough about besides himself.
"Eugh, just, never mind. I'm sick and tired of fighting with you," And as satisfying as the thought of knocking him down again was, she knew it would just make being stuck together in this damn place with him even more of a pain in the ass later. "You said you wanted me to help you with something. Is it really just to break apart desks?"
She'll save the punches for when they finally get out of here.
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Roach enclosures. Oh my god, she wasn't even listening.
"But you know what? Forget it! Go back to cleaning!"
It's obviously all she's good for. When they get out, he's going to kick her ass and not hold back.
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She felt her teeth grind and her eyebrow twitch. Her hands crossing as she felt her nails dig into her arm just a little.
"You know, here I thought, that maybe, just, maybe, you had managed to get over yourself enough so that we can work together as a team to get out of here. But obviously I was mistaken. You want to spend your time making a small cage to try to hold as many of those bugs as you can? Fine! I mean, you could just capture a few at a time whenever you need the meat, after all it's not as if they're hard to come by. Or you can just lock them in one of the steal plated rooms on the lowest level! But no, you can go back to making your cages with table legs! I'd much rather spend my time fixing this place up and actually finding a way out of here in the process! Ugh! Why did I even bother humoring you!?"
Yep.
She mad.
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Like working on the cave in, and being actually useful.
"Fixing this place up is stupid and it's a waste of time! And I don't want them for meat unless we have to eat them! It's for their protection!"
He's not going to seal them in a room and let them starve to death. He has his priorities, which may not resonate with Chocolat, but her obsession with cleaning seems just as ridiculous to Jiro.
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He's not going to explain the powers he used to have, like he did with Sandy. He refuses to justify his cockroach advocacy to the likes of Chocolat.
"There's no productivity in trying to make this shithole a home either! You're such a hypocrite! If you wanna call me out on wasting my energy on something, at least have some self-awareness!"
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He's not intimidated in the least, and will yell right back in her face.
"Who the fuck do you think you are equating one thing I'm doing today with not giving a fuck if people die!?"
She's gone far off into extreme hypotheticals, and now he's pissed.
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He really has no idea why she's so angry, and doesn't think anything he's engaged in presently is reckless.
"I dunno what the fuck your problem is, but deal with it."
He's done here, and this project will wait for another time.
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That she found out almost immediately.