bitchprince ([personal profile] bitchprince) wrote in [community profile] fh_adventures2010-08-08 10:09 am

FALLOUTVERSE - Capital Wasteland into Vault 106 - DAY THREE

For a moment, it seemed almost like a rustic scene: a herd of calm, two-headed cows ambled idly past Fandom's camping spot, and took up a position to graze off what little grass managed to wrestle itself loose from the ruined soil, just a few feet away.

But overnight, the cracks had increased in size, cutting through the sky. Looking upwards now, it was almost as if whatever location they were pulled towards had a halo, a small ring of friendly skies from which the blackness shot out in several directions.

Furthermore, though, this was Radscorpion country, and the people who travelled here now would do best to watch their steps...

And after that, it was on to a small hidden door in the middle of nowhere - behind which hid Vault 106.

[[ wait for the ocd up! ]]

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex had a bad feeling about this place even if those feelings were reserved for Skywalkers. He had his gun out while he looked slowly around the living quarters.

There didn't seem to be anything of use there save for...something. Alex turned and found himself face to his face with his father. He blinked, opened his eyes and his father was still there, sneering at him.

He raised his hand to strike and Alex flinched backwards, trying to get away. Nothing hit him. His father was gone. A moment or two later, his father was there again, eyes blazing with a drug high that he remembered and Alex flinched again, trying to slip away, trying not to show fear. His father opened his mouth and there were blood drenched fangs.

"Vampire," he breathed, taking out the gun to try and shoot this...thing. But, his father was gone. He needed to get out of there. When he turned towards the door, his father, fangs and all, loomed in it and started stalking towards him. Alex couldn't make himself fire. He blinked, his father was gone and a vault dweller was there, swinging a lead pipe. Alex turned, caught the strike on the back of his neck and nearly passed out.

The gun still worked, the gun was in his hand and Alex fired, taking out the vault dweller before he stumbled out of the room and back into the halls. His father followed, hate in his eyes and Alex was afraid.

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh my god, it's like something out of Hoarders," Quinn murmured as she walked carefully in, tire iron held in front of her like a baseball bat.

And then she blinked. Her mom was there.

"Mom?" Quinn asked uncertainly. "What - How?"

"It's all right, Quinnie," her mother said, with that perfect '50s housewife smile of hers. "We just have to clean up in here a little and then we can stay forever."

Quinn was still processing that when her mother lunged at her, all teeth and claws. Instinctively, Quinn struck out with her tire iron --

And a moment later realized she'd been whaling at thin air. She pulled herself together, hyperventilating a bit as she did.
momslilassassin: ([neg] cheer up emo kid)

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[personal profile] momslilassassin 2010-08-08 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have a bad feeling about this," Ben muttered, gripping his rifle and wishing like hell for a lightsaber.

Trying to steer away from the sounds of murmuring, he took cautious steps forward...and jumped about a foot into the air at the familiar sound of his cousin speaking. "Oh, come on, Ben, think!" Jacen commanded. "You don't think you're getting out of here alive, do you? I thought you were smarter than that."

Ben had his weapon up and sighted before he could think. "You're not real," he said, voice shakier than he'd like.

Jacen shrugged. "Does it matter?" he asked before he disappeared. Ben shuddered and closed his eyes. Walking blindly through the vault would seem stupid to a non-Jedi, but Ben trusted the Force more than he trusted his eyes right now.
endsthegame: (savior)

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[personal profile] endsthegame 2010-08-08 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
After a while, Ender lost sight of the group (he didn't) and he was alone (he wasn't) and there were voices, buzzing voices, singing voices. Bugger voices, he knew, and he twisted around to see them, but they weren't there.

"Where are you?" he called, and pushed his head into an empty room, searching. "Come back!"

More chattering, and then he saw one, a queen, sneaking past him, through the hall, so close, and--

She vanished, leaving Ender reeling.

Five minutes later, he opened a door to find Peter: "Bugger lover, bugger lover, I always freaking knew it!"

It wasn't real. It really wasn't real.

Was it? Was he back in that bunker, back on Eros, had he just imagined everything that had happened since? Was that clanging he heard just now, Peter's image evaporating, was that the civil war still raging outside his door?

Alai gripped his hand tight. "Salaam," he said, "Salaam, here, between us, Ender. If you stay."

He turned and twisted.
momslilassassin: ([neg] *emos*)

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[personal profile] momslilassassin 2010-08-08 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Ben stumbled blindly around a corner, Mara's voice ringing in his ears as she begged him to stay and felt a familiar presence.

"Ender?"

Please be real, please be real...
raspberryturk: (Sideways Glance)

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2010-08-08 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
As Reno pressed onward into the vault, his smooth grin occasionally turned into a sour scowl. For the most part, these living quarters were just the overturned, ruined living spaces of people he'd never known.

There was something in the air, here, there had to be. Because now and again, he could see the room that he and Rude used to share, back in the ShinRa building. He'd stop, and he'd stare, and then after a few moments he would blink and find himself standing in a stranger's home all over again.
dontvotemeout: (sad: staring in profile)

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[personal profile] dontvotemeout 2010-08-08 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Jason thought he could handle dark and smelly and dirty, but that had been when he was with everyone else. He didn't know when he lost sight of the others - one minute he was following right along, and then he heard a sound and turned. When he looked back, he expected to see the others. Instead, he found himself face to face with his mother, not as she'd been when she'd shown up in Fandom, but as she'd looked right before she died, sick and pale and thin.

"Mom?" he said uncertainly, feeling stupid the moment the word left his mouth.

"Oh honey, you don't think you're really going to get home, do you?" she said, with a cold, hard smile.

"What?" Jason said, before shutting his eyes. "Shut the hell up. You're not real." When he opened his eyes again, the vision was gone, but he didn't feel much better.
Edited 2010-08-08 20:47 (UTC)

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[identity profile] stylin-wizard.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex really, really didn't like the look of this place. It was safe to say she was gripping the bat as tightly as possible. The murmurs were freaking her out.

She took her time looking around and didn't expect, on the next turn, to find herself face to face with Gigi of all people.

"Gigi? How... what are you doing here?" She was beyond confused.

"I'm here to keep you company, Russo. You honestly believe you're going to get out of here? Or that you'll beat your brother and get to keep your powers? Please. Keep dreaming Russo."

Alex couldn't believe what she was hearing. "No, no, no. You're lying." She shut her eyes tightly, trying to keep her anxiety and panic from taking over. When she finally opened her eyes, Gigi was gone but those feelings wouldn't be going away any time soon.

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[identity profile] notavalleygirl.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
This was creepy, but that didn't stop Kitty from unthinkingly touching the table when she was checking the place out. And it didn't stop her from staring when she saw her hand go right through the table.

She hadn't meant to do that. She hadn't made herself phase.

Concentrating really hard, she tried to make herself tangible again, but every time she put her hand to the table or wall, it just went through. It wasn't actually happening, of course, but that wasn't going to stop Kitty from freaking out that she couldn't make herself stay solid.

Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters

[identity profile] gorka-wolf.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
The whole place had Makita on-edge from the moment they had passed the door. It just felt wrong, like something creeping over her grave.

She kept her knife ready, but what she found when she turned the corner caused to clatter to the floor.

"Papa?"

"My Makita." His face -- his body -- was melting. Melting from the fire of the Skyfurnace, and Makita shook as she felt the heat radiating from him. "My beautiful, clever, Makita."

"Why did you let me die?"

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[identity profile] stayingfrosty.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
When Price reached the science labs, he was wary. He'd seen the kids starting to react to things that weren't there, and--

And then Makarov (http://callofduty.wikia.com/wiki/Vladimir_Makarov) was right in front of him, pistol held right to Price's forehead.

Price didn't even hesitate, despite himself. He raised his pistol and fired until the clip was empty.

Makarov simply vanished, never having been there in the first place.
raspberryturk: (Tch.)

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2010-08-08 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Science crap. Science crap. Science crap. Reno wouldn't be more bored if he was forced to sit through a lecture on mako refinement or the process used to create a member of SOLDIER. It was all just big words thrown around by people with a fancy education, that was all it had ever been to him.

He couldn't help it, then, if one of the survivors who had approached him was beaten so thoroughly into the floor that his face was no longer recognizable as human. For a minute, but only for a minute, he'd been Hojo.

Bastard shouldn't have laughed, anyhow.
momslilassassin: ([neg] gawking)

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[personal profile] momslilassassin 2010-08-08 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," Ben said to the corpse he'd just killed, stepping over it to access one of the computer terminals.

He regretted reading almost as soon as he'd started. Like he didn't already have enough nightmare fodder.
endsthegame: (brushing past dark)

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[personal profile] endsthegame 2010-08-08 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender wandered through the labs like in a dream. Was he up and actually walking? Was he simply imagining this, stuck as he was in a little room in the asteroid known as Eros? His vision would shift and taint every few minutes or so, and now he was holding a Bugger Queen, small and weak and needing his protection.

He didn't notice a lot else.
dontvotemeout: (angry: grrr)

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[personal profile] dontvotemeout 2010-08-08 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
One of the survivors made the mistake of getting a little too close to Jason. The end result was bloody knuckles on Jason's end, and a survivor who was a little too messed up for Jason to tell whether or not it looked like someone he'd once known. God he wanted out of this place.
Edited 2010-08-08 20:51 (UTC)

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[identity profile] notavalleygirl.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Kitty was curious to check out the computers, but after what happened earlier, she didn't want to take chances. So instead she was just going to keep moving on, and keep a tight grip on the tire iron, partly because if she was still holding onto it, she was still here.

And when one of the insane survivors came at her, it meant she was jumpy enough to start whacking with said tire iron, because that was why she freaking had it.

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[identity profile] stylin-wizard.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Still fighting the remnants of panic and anxiety due to what had happened in the living quarters, Alex was actually glad to see computer terminals.

She wasn't sure she wanted to know was on there and was so fixated on them and getting back to Fandom, that she didn't notice the survivor coming up behind her until she turned around.

Instead of screaming (and man, did she have to bite down hard on her lip to hold it back), Alex just swung as hard as she could with the baseball bat. It was much more effective, if horror movies had taught her anything.
icecoldfrost: (diamond form: waiting)

Re: Vault 106 - Science Labs

[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-08-09 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Computers!

Emma quickly took a seat, well away from her fellow castaways as she began to look up blueprints, records, anything that might give her a clue about what was going on. She had no idea what was going on, but damned if she was going to be close to them if someone had a break with reality.

Telepathy would be really handy right now, for making them all stop freaking out, but apparently she was going to need to improvise.

At one point she stopped, taking her fingers away from the keyboard. "You know, if I could feel anything at all right now, I think I might throw up."

This was all utterly disgusting.

momslilassassin: ([neg] worried)

Re: Vaul 106 - Winding Hallways

[personal profile] momslilassassin 2010-08-08 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Ben wasn't going to get brained by a lead pipe, but he also wasn't getting very far into the maze.

He found a nice corner and hunkered down with his rifle, eyes closed so he could figure out who was real and who wasn't.

He'd start moving in a minute. Probably.

Re: Vaul 106 - Winding Hallways

[identity profile] stayingfrosty.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Price hated this place. More than Chernobyl, more than the Gulag. This place was now officially ranked as the worst place he'd ever had the misfortune to set foot in.

And when he saw Gaz (http://callofduty.wikia.com/wiki/Gaz), well, he ignored it as a hallucination. Which meant it came as a bit of a surprised when he was suddenly bashed across the side of the head by him. Price tumbled to the grown, losing his grip on his pistol as he landed. His head rang from the impact, blood already pouring from where the blow had busted open above his eyebrow.

The hallucination wasn't just someone not there. He was seeing Gaz's face on one of the psychos. And right now, the sheer surprise had left Price at the man's mercy. And the psycho didn't have any mercy left in him.

Re: Vaul 106 - Winding Hallways

[identity profile] gorka-wolf.livejournal.com 2010-08-08 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He kept following her, calling for her, and tears were pouring down Makita's face at this point, made worse by her comrades attacking her. Dushka. She'd slit the throat of something wearing Little Dushka's face. Yarka. Belomor.

They simply kept coming, and if it did not stop soon, Makita would go mad.