(This is a reboot of an old RP created by @SismicFlareCharmander. Current members are; Me, Sismic, @YamiVolcarona, @calebjoek @*that* guy)
Jay was wolfing down a piece of bacon. Scrumptious bacon. His watch alarm buzzed. "Ah, dangit. Already time for work." Jay munched his last piece of bacon, washed his hands and grabbed his briefcase.
"Sir, the Vault-Tec spokesperson is here to see you again." his loyal robot, Dexworth, said. He was a modified Mr. Handy robot, and the project that got Jay his contract with Mixem Corporate, a company that built devices of all kinds. Just the kind of company for a builder like Jay. And he could lose that contract if he didn't hurry up.
"Just great. I'm guessing he's blocking the door again?"
"Indeed."
"Perfect." Jay said sarcastically. "I'm heading out now. See you later, Dex! Keep the house clean!" Dexworth nodded as Jay opened the door... right into the face of the Vault-Tec spokesman. "I can't stand around. So if you're going to force me to do business, then walk and talk."
"Very well, sir!" The spokesman said, holding his nose. "So! During the cold, harsh times of the War, Vault-Tec is making life safer for-"
"I don't care." Jay said. "Get down to business, or we're not IN business."
"...very well, then!" The man replied. "Basically, we were wondering if you would like to reserve a place in Vault 54 in case of nuclear fallout."
"Sure." Jay said. "It's free, right?"
"Correct." The spokesperson said. "The project is completely government-funded. All you need to do is sign these papers."
"Alright." Jay said, taking the papers and signing them. "Now leave. I've gotta get to work."
"Yes, sir!" the spokesperson said, running off as Jay got into his car and drove off.
"The nuclear war continues, as America is constantly under the pressure of nukes. Top strategists estimate that the next strike will be fired at Indiana." the news anchor said on the TV. Dexworth watched, worriedly.
"Oh, dear. What if the next nuke is fired here? Master Jay would die! But then again, he did sign up for the vault..." A knock rang out from the front door. "Coming!" Dexworth said, turning off the TV. He opened the door... and didn't like what he saw. One of Jay's coworkers was holding the unconscious man in his arms. "My word!" Dexworth said. "What happened to the poor fellow?!"
"An accident at work." the man said. He handed Master Jay over to Dex. "I brought him here, now I need to head out. See ya." The man closed the door, leaving Jay to his robot.
"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear." Dex said, taking a reading. "Thank goodness, he's just unconscious." Dex put him down in the couch, letting him rest. Dexworth turned the TV back on, wanting more updates.
"Emergency news!" The TV anchor said. "A nuke has been fired at Bloomington, Indiana! All residents are advised to seek safety immediately!"
"Oh no." Dexworth said, frightened. He looked at the still-unconscious Jay, and made a decision. He picked up the man and started towards the vault.
Dexworth arrived and saw multiple people filing inside. He went up to the administrator. "This man is named Jay! He lives at 115 Rogers Street! Please let him in! He's registered!"
"Jay... 115 Rogers... it all checks out. Bring him in." A guard came and took Jay, placing him on the platform. Then... Jay woke up. He looked around.
"I'm... at the Vault...?" Jay spotted Dexworth. "Dex! What's...?"
"There's a nuke coming. I got you to safety. Goodbye, master Jay."
"Wait! Dex!" Jay said, getting up. But then the platform started to descend. And as it did, he saw the nuke flying towards downtown Bloomington...
Jay found himself disoriented in the Vault. He just blindly followed. When he was told to get into a pod for... what did they say? Cleansing? He didn't think much of it, and climbed in. As soon as he and the others were all inside... something happened. Gas poured into the chamber... sleeping gas. Jay fell asleep easily, worn out by all that had happened.
Jay awoke, feeling like he had shifted out of time. He was more disoriented than he had been before. The tube opened, and he stumbled out. He grabbed the stairs as he tried to get himself reoriented. As soon as he was stable again, he opened his eyes and looked around.
What had happened?
The vault was dark, it was in disrepair, and there was no one around. He remembered what had happened clearly now, and had one question.
Just how long did that gas knock me out for?
He didn't feel any different. Yet there was no one there, and the walls were in disrepair. This couldn't have happened over a few hours. He looked around, and saw a door up the stairs. He touched it, and it opened. This wasn't the door to the exit, but he didn't want to go outside just yet. No, he wanted to explore. Find out what he had missed. Inside the new room, he saw a table with some items. An M1911 pistol and three cartridges. He grabbed the gun and the ammo, thinking they could be useful. He saw two doorways. The one to the left led to the office, and the one to the right led to the dormitories. He tried the left door. It was buckled, and wouldn't open. He tried the one to the right, not expecting to find much.
He was not expecting to find human skeletons.
Barely keeping his cool, he went in, looking around. He saw that one of them was holding a journal. He flipped through it. He had been writing in the journal since he had arrived in the vault. And he had been writing for 65 years. Jay knew he had been asleep for a long time. But how long? The journal was very, VERY old. He opened another door, which led to a hallway. The hallway had some strange bug in it. Jay killed it, and continued onwards. He found the office was accessible two ways. Entering the office, he found a skeleton over the desk. The administrator, obviously. He saw there was a Pip-Boy on the table. He took it, and turned it on. He needed to find out the date. He looked at where it said the day... and was shocked at what he saw.
11/5/2257
Jay had been asleep for over two hundred years.
Jay was wolfing down a piece of bacon. Scrumptious bacon. His watch alarm buzzed. "Ah, dangit. Already time for work." Jay munched his last piece of bacon, washed his hands and grabbed his briefcase.
"Sir, the Vault-Tec spokesperson is here to see you again." his loyal robot, Dexworth, said. He was a modified Mr. Handy robot, and the project that got Jay his contract with Mixem Corporate, a company that built devices of all kinds. Just the kind of company for a builder like Jay. And he could lose that contract if he didn't hurry up.
"Just great. I'm guessing he's blocking the door again?"
"Indeed."
"Perfect." Jay said sarcastically. "I'm heading out now. See you later, Dex! Keep the house clean!" Dexworth nodded as Jay opened the door... right into the face of the Vault-Tec spokesman. "I can't stand around. So if you're going to force me to do business, then walk and talk."
"Very well, sir!" The spokesman said, holding his nose. "So! During the cold, harsh times of the War, Vault-Tec is making life safer for-"
"I don't care." Jay said. "Get down to business, or we're not IN business."
"...very well, then!" The man replied. "Basically, we were wondering if you would like to reserve a place in Vault 54 in case of nuclear fallout."
"Sure." Jay said. "It's free, right?"
"Correct." The spokesperson said. "The project is completely government-funded. All you need to do is sign these papers."
"Alright." Jay said, taking the papers and signing them. "Now leave. I've gotta get to work."
"Yes, sir!" the spokesperson said, running off as Jay got into his car and drove off.
"The nuclear war continues, as America is constantly under the pressure of nukes. Top strategists estimate that the next strike will be fired at Indiana." the news anchor said on the TV. Dexworth watched, worriedly.
"Oh, dear. What if the next nuke is fired here? Master Jay would die! But then again, he did sign up for the vault..." A knock rang out from the front door. "Coming!" Dexworth said, turning off the TV. He opened the door... and didn't like what he saw. One of Jay's coworkers was holding the unconscious man in his arms. "My word!" Dexworth said. "What happened to the poor fellow?!"
"An accident at work." the man said. He handed Master Jay over to Dex. "I brought him here, now I need to head out. See ya." The man closed the door, leaving Jay to his robot.
"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear." Dex said, taking a reading. "Thank goodness, he's just unconscious." Dex put him down in the couch, letting him rest. Dexworth turned the TV back on, wanting more updates.
"Emergency news!" The TV anchor said. "A nuke has been fired at Bloomington, Indiana! All residents are advised to seek safety immediately!"
"Oh no." Dexworth said, frightened. He looked at the still-unconscious Jay, and made a decision. He picked up the man and started towards the vault.
Dexworth arrived and saw multiple people filing inside. He went up to the administrator. "This man is named Jay! He lives at 115 Rogers Street! Please let him in! He's registered!"
"Jay... 115 Rogers... it all checks out. Bring him in." A guard came and took Jay, placing him on the platform. Then... Jay woke up. He looked around.
"I'm... at the Vault...?" Jay spotted Dexworth. "Dex! What's...?"
"There's a nuke coming. I got you to safety. Goodbye, master Jay."
"Wait! Dex!" Jay said, getting up. But then the platform started to descend. And as it did, he saw the nuke flying towards downtown Bloomington...
Jay found himself disoriented in the Vault. He just blindly followed. When he was told to get into a pod for... what did they say? Cleansing? He didn't think much of it, and climbed in. As soon as he and the others were all inside... something happened. Gas poured into the chamber... sleeping gas. Jay fell asleep easily, worn out by all that had happened.
Jay awoke, feeling like he had shifted out of time. He was more disoriented than he had been before. The tube opened, and he stumbled out. He grabbed the stairs as he tried to get himself reoriented. As soon as he was stable again, he opened his eyes and looked around.
What had happened?
The vault was dark, it was in disrepair, and there was no one around. He remembered what had happened clearly now, and had one question.
Just how long did that gas knock me out for?
He didn't feel any different. Yet there was no one there, and the walls were in disrepair. This couldn't have happened over a few hours. He looked around, and saw a door up the stairs. He touched it, and it opened. This wasn't the door to the exit, but he didn't want to go outside just yet. No, he wanted to explore. Find out what he had missed. Inside the new room, he saw a table with some items. An M1911 pistol and three cartridges. He grabbed the gun and the ammo, thinking they could be useful. He saw two doorways. The one to the left led to the office, and the one to the right led to the dormitories. He tried the left door. It was buckled, and wouldn't open. He tried the one to the right, not expecting to find much.
He was not expecting to find human skeletons.
Barely keeping his cool, he went in, looking around. He saw that one of them was holding a journal. He flipped through it. He had been writing in the journal since he had arrived in the vault. And he had been writing for 65 years. Jay knew he had been asleep for a long time. But how long? The journal was very, VERY old. He opened another door, which led to a hallway. The hallway had some strange bug in it. Jay killed it, and continued onwards. He found the office was accessible two ways. Entering the office, he found a skeleton over the desk. The administrator, obviously. He saw there was a Pip-Boy on the table. He took it, and turned it on. He needed to find out the date. He looked at where it said the day... and was shocked at what he saw.
11/5/2257
Jay had been asleep for over two hundred years.
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