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MONTH 2 LOG
WHERE: Vault 66
WHEN: ???? – Day 1, Month 2
WHAT: The second wave of pods open
WARNINGS:Reference to suicide, 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.
This portion of the vault, if possible, is even dirtier and more decrepit than the rest, having been cut off from even the most basic maintenance for an untold period of time. The emergency lighting has been cut off to this area, leaving the whole zone in the dark besides what little light comes through the newly formed passage.
Those willing to venture into the area will find this isolation has allowed a handful of more intimidating creatures than radroaches to establish a home (though there are still roaches, just fewer than are found in the rest of the vault). Several breaches in the metal walls along the hallways open into small tunnels, which the occasional mole rat will venture out of. Though usually only appearing alone or in pairs, these creatures are even hungrier for fresh meat than the radroaches and will attack with their huge, sharp, pointy teeth. If killed, they could supply a decent (if slightly irradiated) source of meat for a while, along with hide to make more reinforced clothing. But taking one down without proper weapons will likely require some teamwork.
There are several important (and often concerning) areas to find in this zone. First are two firmly sealed doors, one at the upper corner of the new area and one at the lower middle. Each door has a very helpful (currently unlit) sign over it: ENTRANCE and OVERSEER, respectively. Next to each is another of the computer terminals characters have grown used to seeing around the vault.
Next are Testing Areas 1, 2, and 3. Each of these testing areas has an observation room with a smaller containment chamber attached to it. The doors to the observation areas can be pulled open with enough effort, allowing entrance to the small room filled with chemistry glassware, lockers, and tables covered in long since rotten scraps of paper and books. The doors to the containment chambers, for the moment, remain sealed shut with yet more computer terminals next to them. These doors look weaker than the ones sealing off the entrance and overseer area, and can possibly be broken down with time and effort. But characters will want to think long and hard before doing that. Each observation room has a bullet proof, reinforced one-way window that allows characters to look into the containment chamber without whatever is in the chamber being able to see them. And the chambers are occupied.
Testing Chamber 1 (WARNING: SUICIDE) contains the corpse of a super mutant splayed on the ground. The walls around it are dented, and its head caked in long dried blood. Anyone with passing medical knowledge can observe the super mutant apparently killed itself through repeated blunt force trauma, banging its own head against the walls and door until death.
Approaching Testing Chamber 2 causes character’s pip-boys to start crackling a warning of increased radiation. Standing in the observation chamber the levels are low enough that it isn’t healthy, but no one is going to die without prolonged exposure. The source of the radiation is clear, inside the chamber is a corroded barrel of radioactive waste. Along with it, a grotesque creature that is very clearly alive, moving around and around its small, enclosed space.
Testing Chamber 3 also crackles with radiation, though the source of this isn’t a barrel. Rather, a walking, emaciated corpse shambles about the containment chamber. Other than the walking corpse bit, there’s two characteristics which stand out: the corpse is glowing an eerie yellow-green with an inner light that pulses as it walks and it’s wearing the torn remains of what is very clearly the same blue and yellow jumpsuit all characters arrived in.
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And then silence.
Bracing herself, Chocolat held her batons at the ready as it all too quickly jumped out toward the group of them. Screeching in surprise when it's legs gave way from beneath it. Chocolat was quick to step to the side in order to allow it to land not-so-gracefully upon it's face.
Wow.
That this poor thing most certainly not getting any points for its looks.
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"What the fuck?!" He leapt backwards on its other side, pinning the creature between himself and Chocolat in the hallway. Tentacles writhed from its mouth, and bony nodules broke through the burnt-looking skin at random. Its feet were... hands, its whole body just human enough to make it clear that, somewhere in its ancestry, human was closer than animal.
He wasn't sure he wanted to know what it was now. He adjusted his grip on the baton, holding it defensively in front of him as his wristband chattered a frantic radiation warning. How was it even alive?
"Can you understand us?" he called. How human was it? He'd be aggressive too if a couple strangers kneecapped him with a wire trap....
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Only then did she remember that she couldn't use her bending here and she felt foolish. Almost more foolish then disgusted.
But no, disgust won out.
"Hideous." She said frankly turning her nose up in distaste and backing up another step. "We'll be doing it a favor."
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Meanwhile, the creatures sudden notice of the voice that called to it caused it to scramble onto it's hand-feet and growl out gutturally. It was almost immediately that it would lunge towards Yunlan, the tentacles in it's mouth extended outwards in attempts to wrap around it's preys neck.
"Shit!" Bending down, Chocolat braced herself to charge forward and engage. Taking only a moments pause to see if Yunlan would be capable in blocking the oncoming beast himself.
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Regardless of how hard the blow hits, he's dodging to the side a moment after impact, spinning to throw a follow-up roundhouse kick at the same target on the mutant's head.
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Aside from the horror show that was this creature Azula was watching the other two fight. They were experienced, maybe not experts but very skilled. More then she'd have guessed from her interactions with them.
Shuffling sideways Azula tries to circle around behind the thing looking for an opening. Can it even feel pain anymore? If not she'll have to try and incapacitate it or kill it swiftly.
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Lifting her baton, it was with no hesitation that she swung it down. Causing a hard thudding noise to form as the weapon made impact with the unconscious creatures skull. Lifting her weapon only to bring it down upon the creature again... and again... and again.
If wasn't until it's head was nearly concave and profusely bleeding out, not until she was certain that it was dead, that she stopped. Sighing out as she hooked the baton back up to her belt.
"Well, I suppose a conversation with it was too much to ask for."
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And reevaluating her, not entirely to her benefit. Determination and willingness to kill when necessary were good. Smiling while she flattened the skull of a helpless creature was not.
Nonetheless, he'd been just as willing to kill it, and he couldn't judge too harshly. He skirted the corpse, heading for the lab door. "We should get that door back in place -- leaving it hanging open is going to let a lot more radiation out than we want." As evidence, he raised his arm, where the wrist computer chattered urgently away.
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"I can't imagine there's much of use to us in there for now, but we'll need a safe way to clean it up and deal with the...remains." She was already covering her mouth in case the radiation could poison her faster that way.
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"And if there's any others down here, they must be hiding somewhere -- so either we've got big spaces we haven't looked into, there's a way out more than big enough for a human being, or we're safe. I like options two and three, what about you?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the door frame and hopped over Chocolat's tripwires, glancing curiously around the room as he reached for the fallen door.
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At least that was her justification. In reality it was more of a gut instinct thing. It would be just her luck to find out after they finished exploring this area there was some massive much more dangerous thing underneath them.
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The room Yunlan looked in seemed mostly empty, although just as dilapidated as the rest of the vault. A single medical table with straps bolted into it in the center of the room and a small office desk and chair in the corner being all that decorated it.
"At least there are some capable fighters among us. Hopefully with the right amount of preparation we should be fine."
She was hinting towards you Yunlan. That was some pretty decent resolve you had while taking on that creature.
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"Not much here," he added, looking around, and headed for the desk to try the drawers. "Except this..." They stuck; rust, he thought, not locks, and tried a whack with the side of his baton to rattle the runners free.
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"Don't hold back. I can't imagine anyone will be clamoring for that desk in their private quarters if it's been sitting here soaking up this invisible poison for so long."
"We could take it apart, perhaps repurpose some of the material for weapons or barrier fortification. Might as well come away from this with something more then the blood of that creature."
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"I suppose we could take it apart in a place where it's safer," Chocolat seemed to linger by the door, not completely understanding why Yunlan would walk in just when he had previously warned her about how dangerous the nuclear-poison was. "I agree with her though. We can probably still find some use for it."
She motioned towards Azula, not yet knowing her name. "And I suppose there might be something we can do with this guy as well."
Another motion, this time towards the corpse of the centaur-like creature they had just taken down.
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"Yeah -- maybe so. With how long it's been in here I'm betting it's radioactive all on its own now. Anyway, I don't think I'm getting that thing open without tools. I vote we get the door closed back up and then drag Leggy here over to the skeleton room."
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"Not to be more morbid then we already are but perhaps the medical machine woman could find some use for him."
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She could just imagine those rats and cockroaches jumping on this thing like a gourmet feast.
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"You know, I'd much rather bury it. It's not like it's a mystery how it died, and--"
He gestured to the corpse. Mutated, sure, and it hadn't acted intelligent-- but it was all too clear that it had come from human genetics somewhere along the line.
"--look, we weren't the worst things to happen to this guy by a long shot, but he looks pretty close to human to me. What's the point of dragging his corpse off to get experimented on more?"