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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2014 12:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2014 5:56 pm
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𝓩𝓸𝓮 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵
◆◆◆ Place: Outside the wall surrounding the town Thoughts: I can't believe they didn't want me to leave. It's so beautiful out here. The stars look amazing. Mood: Excited, nervous, cautious, alert ◆◆◆
Zoe Creswell had never been outside of the fallout shelter before. This was her first time and she was excited, yet nervous at the same time. She turned and carefully pushed the heavy metal door shut, making sure it didn't make too much noise. Zoe had left at night while everyone was asleep to avoid being stopped. No one guarded the doors because they never thought anyone would try to leave the safety of the shelter. Zoe had a feeling that once they found her missing, they'd start having people guard the doors. The girl took a deep breath, pushed way from the doors, and took off through the abandoned streets. Her town had all gone into fall out shelters at the first sign of trouble in the local news. That's where she was born. Right there in the small infirmary of the shelter. There were only a few people her age, but she never hung out with them because they all thought she was crazy for wanting to leave the safety of the shelter.
After about thirty minutes, Zoe made it to a wall that looked to be surrounding the town. 'God dammit.' She growled under her breath. The nineteen year old walked around the edges of the wall until she found a spot where it had crumbled. She sighed in relief and pushed herself up over the wall after throwing the duffel bag she had brought with her over it, her palms getting scraped. Once she was on the other side of the wall, she grabbed her bag and pulled out one of the knives she had brought with her. Zoe didn't know much about what was outside of the shelter, but she did know that it was dangerous and she had to be careful.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2014 7:19 pm
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Dowello Ergot
◆◆◆ Place: traveling the wastes Thoughts: The sun is high today, the Geckos will be sunning themselves. Might get some stakes and hide off one if i catch a big one out. Mood: Calm, collected and getting hungry. ◆◆◆
The ground was hard and warm from the scalding sun. The ground was spotted with tufts of grass and broken roads that where cracked. even the wall had started to crack and fall apart. The outside isn't exactly how the diagrams and books had shown, things seemed a lot more wasted away, some trees still stood, new plants had taken root, mainly they looked strange, some where spiky like cacti others where almost like trees with bean pods hanging from the branches.
Strange sounds could be heard coming over the hills, what seemed like tall geckos that had grown to unbelievable size was walking almost in a heard towards the wall, little did anyone know that they had dug holes under the wall and had set up nests in the ruins of the town.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2014 8:09 am
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Dowello Ergot
◆◆◆ Place: firepit near the cabin Thoughts: Damn, should had checked around the cabin before setting up shop. Mood: distrusting, stressed. ◆◆◆
he had not accounted for inside the building, after all anything could had been in there from a child to a Deathclaw. But it seemed this time it was just a bandit. He took another bit of the gecko on a stick. His other hand wiping off on the knee of his jeans before going down to his side. "I'm no one, just a wander of the wastes, some people call me a prospector, but more or less i just go and search old building for anything of value." He said to distract her. his hand had made it to the hilt of his pistol, he didn't unsheathe it, just had it pointing up sheath and all. "As for radiation, what isn't affected by the radiation in this world?"
He swallowed the meat and spoke again "Now, before you have a hole threw your chin and out the back of your head, who are you, what is with the stupid question" He stopped for a moment after wiggling the pistol to show her. he sniffed the air and chuckled "A vault-y hu... don't have the smell of the wastes to you yet."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2014 8:37 am
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Dowello Ergot
◆◆◆ Place: firepit near the cabin Thoughts: Damn, should had checked around the cabin before setting up shop. Mood: distrusting, stressed. ◆◆◆
He put his hat back on covering his eyes. "Girl, let me inform you of this really quickly about something, everyone out here is affected in some way we are surrounded by radiation even now, lakes are radiated, animals, hell the meat i am eating right now is, its just in degrees." He cleared his throat "Help yourself, by the way, i picked off a big one." He took another drink from the pot "Now, that doesn't mean that everyone is going to go Feral Ghoul right in front and try gnawing on your legs, and we have ways to get over the radiation, and i know a few ghouls who aren't bad guys, but after living 200 years or so they aren't exactly sociable." 200 years seemed impossible. "But since you are a Vault-y that means that you have never ran into anything radiated hu... well don't drink directly from a lake, go for bottled water unless you are about to die of thirst, and even then i would rather eat a rats eyes for water than that." It sounded disgusting but true enough for him.
"Dowello" He said is a stern voice "But the waste really just calls me the wanderer or a prospector so don't get too attached to me or you might end up being eaten by something." Little did she know that that was not uncommon in the wastes, and neither where guns, in fact guns was the most common ways to protect themselves in the wastes. "So how long have you been out of your little hidey hole?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2014 9:20 am
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Dowello Ergot
◆◆◆ Place: firepit near the cabin Thoughts: Vault around here, better make sure to put it in my pip-boy before heading too far away. Mood: relieved. ◆◆◆
Dowello smiled the coffee ad a bit of stain on his teeth. "The meat is gecko meat, careful around them, doc's around here fix more gecko bites then bullet wounds, and that's saying something given everyone gets shot at least once out here. By the way, you may need a... little better clothing for the nights out here, it gets pretty cold once you hit the deeper wastes, that is unless you lay on a giant fire ant mound."
he couldn't help but laugh. "No no, i am not 200, i'm only 22, though that seems to be a feat nowadays when you don't live in a settlement." he cleared his throat. "A ghoul usually always has a raspy voice like they are suffering from coughing fits, that hand they love 99% of their hair and well...skin. other than that they are normal as can be, besides liking the radiations glow more then a mutant or centaur." he swallowed again finishing the drippings that where on his fingers from the meat. "And you girl, how old are you? And what brought you out to hell? Though some of the vaults i have looted didn't seem too nice, well, the new tenants didn't at least"
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2014 10:06 am
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Dowello Ergot
◆◆◆ Place: firepit near the cabin Thoughts: must not be very recent stories Mood:Relaxed ◆◆◆
He smiled "Tierd of being trapped... well no one will try to put you in a box out here, except for maybe a prison cell but they would rather just pop ya and get it done with, maybe a slave to the Czar if you get taken by their people, or a super mutant toy, i've seen that happen too. Other than that it's all freedom." He warmed his fingers over the fire "I was born to the wastes, been out here my whole life, but prospecting, well i started that when i was around fifteen, it was either that or die of starvation." he smiled "Had a pretty decent upbringing. and happy soon to be birthday, given you make it to that." he held over the coffee pot to her. "Want a drink?"
he was silent for a few more minutes. "If you are looking for a bit of a safer place than this cabin, or out in the wastes where things want to eat you, i can take you down to nuketown, it's not too far from here." he points with his finger to an almost completed dome like figure "they have people there, a ghoul or two, a few shops, places to get food and if you really need attention a whore house, wouldn't suggest going though, friend of mine was strangled with a belt and the guy took off with the creds"
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