FALLOUTVERSE - Capital Wasteland into Vault 106 - DAY THREE

[bitchprince]

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! ]]

Comments

Re: Wake Up and Break Up Camp

[icecoldfrost]

"Getting an abandoned outpost dropped on my head," Emma replied acidly. "I suppose I make a poor Wicked Witch of the West, since I didn't go squish. Although I'm not wearing enough pink to be Glinda."

Re: Wake Up and Break Up Camp

[stayingfrosty.livejournal.com]

"And that made you like this," Price said. "Well, I suppose stranger things have happened."

Re: Wake Up and Break Up Camp

[icecoldfrost]

"Like squirrels running a radio station, or getting sucked into alternate dimensions where the US took over Canada? Perish the thought," she responded. "I suppose this is just a visual way of reminding everyone that I'm fabulous."

Modesty, thy name is not Emma Frost.

Re: Wake Up and Break Up Camp

[stayingfrosty.livejournal.com]

"Right," Price said with a smirk. "Well, just making sure you weren't... dying or anything. Glad to see you're quite unfazed by the matter."