What if we fought a war with small change?

You awaken to the terrible sound of an alarm. It's been ringing for some time now, slowly hammering through your hangover. Your Vault Tec DormoPod is identical to Louis Cypher's pod, a six foot by six foot metal room with a time-locked blast door, except yours is much more 'lived in'. Barbells and empty liquor bottles litter the floor. Dirty plates fill the sink. Your old bras and stockings hang from your semi-private data-terminal. Some weird mold is growing in the corners. It's a total fuckin' pit in here.

In your all-purpose container you have two JUMPSUITS labelled §R, and one BIOSUIT for working in sewage. You have a TOOLBELT and a MONKEY WRENCH, which can also serve as a head-whacker. You also have a set of lovingly crafted BRASS KNUCKLES (Unique Weapon: Official Stamp). You have a HIP FLASK, a present from your father for your 21st birthday. On your wrist is a Pipboy 3000 upgraded with a radio-chip and a photometer.

On your shelf are over a two dozen unopened bottles of prescription PILLS. Most of these pills are 'Burblissine', a chem commonly prescribed for anxiety, clausterphobia, Vault Depressive Syndrome (VDS), and General Lack of Pep (GLP). It's side effects include headache, nausea, dry mouth, addiction, and permanent psychosis. Ask your doctor if Burblissine is right for you.

The blast door to your pod is unlocked, and has been for some time. The lights are all off, both in your pod and throughout the vault, but the blinking lights of electronic equipment and tritium betalights provide a small degree of ambient illumination. The darkness doesn't really bother you, because you're part of the NIGHT SHIFT. You have CYBERNETIC EYEBALLS that allow you to see in very low light, but which make bright lights painful to look at, especially with a hangover.

What are you doing Vault Dweller #2 ?

[ ] Examine Self
[ ] Examine Item:_____
[ ] Equip Item:____
[ ] Check Terminal
[ ] Other:________

>>17459591
>[x] Examine Self
>[x] Examine Pip Boy
>[x] Check Terminal

Overseer makaluna here.
Last time you played as Louis Cypher, a mad chemist/ Morality Officer who got reassigned to Section R. This time you will be starting as his female roommate, who is as of yet unnamed and undefined.

>[x] Examine Self
You are a twenty-something female of average height and build. Like all people from Vault 50, you are of mixed euro-afro-asian-polynesian descent, resulting in vaguely light brownish coloring. Your cyber-eyes however are completely black. Your hair is tangled and sticking up where you slept on it. You have on a wrinkled jumpsuit and scuffed up boots. The words “who's next” are scrawled over your knuckles in ballpoint pen... and you don't remember how they got there.
(Now would be a good time to ask, Vault Dweller #2, what is your name?)

>[x] Examine Pip Boy
A RobCo Pip-Boy 3000. Old but functioning.

>>17459631
Layla is a good cross-cultural name with African roots and it means 'Born at Night' which fits our occupation. So I vote Layla something.

>>17459609
>[x] Check Terminal

FROM: Dad,
TO: ------
Hey, cupcake. This is your dad. Just writing to see how things are going. We just read on the Vault Bulletin that you've got another squint boy assigned to your suite. You're mother is just scandalized. She's writing an angry letter to Overseer Makaluna as I type. I know we're overcrowded lately, but mixing male and female dorms is sheer craziness.

Anyway, remember to watch yourself. All young men are basically demonic horn-dogs, and things aren't THAT different on the Day Shift. Remember that breaking the Schedule and 'fraternization' with the other side are serious crimes (even if they seem harmless). Not to mention the social stigma. I know you'd never so anything like that, but your mother is making write this.

Love, dad.
(Your new suite-mate is named Louis, right? An orphan transferred from Sector A? That's umm... Well, tell me if you find anything else out about him.)

>>17459662

Laya is better.

Let's examine our surroundings.

FROM: Section-Chief Hong.
TO: ---------
God damn it. Why do you have to have your little freakouts when I got work orders stacked from here to the moon? I'm surrounded on all sides by incompetent mouth-breathing mongoloids. I need you to help me cope with this shit. Now is not the time to take a punitive vacation.

Look, I know Bobby and JJ are assholes. Everybody knows they're asshole. But that's life in Recycling! You gotta put up with other people's shit. You can't go around punching people in the face everytime they look at you crosseyed. You broke Bobby's nose and JJ has to eat his meals through a straw. That's a serious offense. I can't overlook something like that. I gotta write you up for it, even if I dont wanna.

Once your suspension is over, little lady, I'm sending you back to the tanks. We'll see if a month or two scrubbing the inside of a septic tank improves your attitude some.

From: Discipline Officer Scott
To: -----
Your unpaid suspension will continue until the first of the month. You have also been scheduled for another Psychological Review by Section H. I sincerely hope you've been taking your pills.

>>17459631

Alex McKenna.

Now check the terminal. I feel like shit and I don't give half a fuck about the alarms going off.

>>17459666
I've got no objections to Laya either.

>>17459666
You haven't cleaned your pod in like... ever. It's pretty messy in here. There is a poster of Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman on one wall.

>>17459668

Begin to violently assault the terminal.

Out of rage. But before that, write back, insulting his capability to copulate and the size of his member.

Are there doctors on duty during Night Shift or are we gonna have to pull and all nighter to go get ourselves checked out?

>>17459711
Put the incredibly stupid instinct to meaninglessly flip out out of your mind for the moment.

Get up.

You are Laya "Alex" Mckenna, Waste Recycling Technician

>>17459721
>>17459711
You punch the terminal a few times. Then you calm down a little and get up.

The Night Shift has already started, so you can leave your pod whenever you want.

>>17459717
The Night Shift is fully staffed.

>>17459754
Get ready and go to the clinic. At least to see who's working tonight, if not for the check up. Some doctors are better than others, after all.

Consider trying to trade the unused Burblissine to an addict in return for something we want. It wouldn't do to get caught with all our untaken mandatory prescriptions.

but... war HAS changed

>>17459773
Seconding this; other than ODing right away, get something for our conspicuous lack of a good habit.

>>17459773

+1

>>17459793
>>17459773
You find an old purse, dump its contents, and fill it up with many many bottles of prescription drugs. Your name is on these bottles, so you might want to dump out just the pills if do end up selling/trading them.

You stumble out of your pod, getting ready to head to Section H for a look around.

Bright lights are already a problem for normal Vault Dwellers(they have to have protective eyewear when exiting) so we're going to get double fucked once we get out.

[X]Examine Item:Door. I hope we're not locked in here or something.

>>17459853
Yeah, good point.

>>17459846
[X] Look for shades

>>17459846

Time to find an addict!

AB
XXC
XXD
======
You stumble out of your DormoPod into your suite, a 6 by 6 meter room. There are two pod doors on the north wall, A & B, and two pod doors on the east wall, C & D, including yours. There is a data terminal by each pod door. A kitchenette covers the west wall. There is an exit on the south wall. In the center of the room is a table with several chairs. Your roommate, CHANDRA ESTABAN, is already up. She is doing dishes in the kitchenette sink, happily humming to herself. Usually you like having a girly-girl suite-mate that cooks and cleans, but mornings like this she really pisses you off.

You also have two more suite-mates, Harold Berlin and Louis Cypher. You've never actually met them, because they work on the Day Shift. It's only due to Vault 50's serious overcrowding that they put two boys in a girl's suite, something otherwise unheard of. For some reason, a faint smell of smoke comes from Louis's DormoPod. That's odd...

“Morning, Sunshine,” Chandra sings. “Did you hear that our new suite-mate moved into his pod? I heard he's some fancy-pants from Section A that got transferred down to Recycling. I wonder what he did to deserve that.”
[PER] Chandra seems happy. A little too happy.

>>17459880
Fucking Burblissine.

>>17459880
[X] Ask Chandra if everything is okay.
[X] Say Hello to new roommate.

>>17459853
>[X]Examine Item:Door.
The doors to your DormoPods are magnetically sealed for 12 hours a day. Right now, during the Night Shift, your doors are open and the pods of the Day Shift workers are sealed.
So be back by curfew or you'll get locked out of your pod.

Darn, I wanted to keep playing as Louis.

Ah well. Time to get down to business.

What are our goals, /tg/? What do we want?

>>17459915
1) No one to fuck with us
2) Not to be surrounded by assholes
3) A job out of recycling

>>17459899
"Everything's Super Okay!"

Your new roommate is a DayShift worker, so he's--supposedly--locked in his pod right now. You've never met him, and never will. Other than seeing his stuff lying around, and maybe written notes, he's like a ghost.
He's also your other PC, so you probably will meet him eventually...

>>17459853
Sorry this was supposed to posted a long time ago but the fucking capcha ruined me and I came back like 20 minutes after

>>17459931
[X] Ask Chandra if she's been to the doctor recently.

>>17459915

We want to get better, of course.

>>17459922
>not to be surrounded by assholes

So we want out of the vault. Alright.

>>17459950
I think we wouldn't say no, but I would also say it's not a clear goal of ours. Some people in the vault are okay. Ideally we could associate with only those people. If someone said 'Want to be out of the vault?' or if the chance came, we might think 'Practically everyone in the Vault is an asshole, let's go' but I'm not so sure it's a concrete goal.

>>17459936
"What? Ah.. Why? No. Just my once a year check up. I'm as healthy as a horse. Ha ha."
[PER] She instantly looks at her belly when you ask this...

>>17459967


Ask her who she fucked.

>>17459967
I FUCKING KNEW IT

>>17459967
Man, [PER] all over the place. Must be the eyes, right? We should get ourselves a gun.

[ ]Attempt to advance relationship with Chandra

>>17459977
> incumben/tg/overnors

"What? I'm saving myself for marriage. For my Mister Right."

>>17459991
[X] Consider and decide against bisexuality/lesbianism in roughly one second.

[ ] Examine SPECIAL stats without equipment.

>>17459996
Ask his name.

>>17459997
Was really refering to friendship, but now that you mention it

[ ] Examine sexuality, use with Chandra

>>17459996

Then why the fuck did you look at your stomach?

>>17459997

+1

>>17460002
"Well it's complicated. I can't tell you. Not unless you swear to keep it a secret. PINKY SWEAR."

>>17460020
[X] Pinky swear.
[AGL] Keep fingers crossed, hidden

>>17460014
>>17460012
>>17459997
can we not talk about sexuality until we get further in the plot?
I like lesbians myself but it's a bit early to be romancing everyone we see.

Beside vault chicks are creepy.

>>17460033
Our bionic eyes are for checking out dudes, deal with it.

I need a bionic eye deal with it image.

>>17460029
+1

>>17460029

+1

>the words “who's next” are scrawled over your knuckles in ballpoint pen... and you don't remember how they got there.

She's been watching old WCW tapes of Bill Goldberg? Hell, that might go hand in hand with the barbells...

>>17460029
Ooooh. If there was Karma in this game, you'd definitely lose some. A pinky swear is deep magic. But anyway...

She tells you the unbelievable, but narratively unsurprising, fact that she hooked up with HAROLD BERLIN your suitemate. This is taboo because he is a Day Shift worker.
It started off as innocent note-passing but soon blossomed into an actual relationship. Now they even spend days/nights in one another's DormoPods and do the sex! Premarital Sex is bad, but breaking the Schedule is down right criminal.

>>17460086

We should tuck this info away in case we need to blackmail her.

>>17460072
We are apparently pretty good at punching people! And detecting things! I'm guessing CHR, AGL or LCK are our dump stats. Probably LCK, given our job.

We should ask to be transitioned to a job where we can hit things regularly to cure our unhappiness if this medical doesn't work out.

>>17460086
[X] Ask about pregnancy.
[X] Ask about detection.

>>17460101
>We should ask to be transitioned to a job where we can hit things regularly to cure our unhappiness if this medical doesn't work out.
...also, if the worst comes to the worst we can probably blame it on the couple in our home shamelessly flouting the Schedule and being a bad influence.

>>17460101
You like punching things, but you're not necessarily a pro. I was just nudging Alex towards being the combat character b/c Louis is a charisma/science/medical guy. However /tg/ plays her, that's how I'll stat her.

>>17460086
What is Harold like?

>>17460125
We're more pro than those two fuckers whose faces we beat in, anyway.

>>17460153

Harold is the geek we got to mod our decoy Pipboy as Louis.

Well now we know what "that thing he had to do" was. And now the "wire between pods" makes sense.

>>17460179
I was not here for the earlier version. Is it archived?

>>17460116

Judging from the fact Miss McKenna here woke up hung over and owes brass knuckles, it's likely she's no stranger to the underworld/dark side of the Vault, thus blaming others as a bad influence won't fly as she might already have a shady rep.

>>17460153
According to Chandra, "A dreamboat, and a real gentleman."
According to Louis, "A goober."
Laya "Alex" McKenna has never met him so, "One time he unclogged the sink for me. That was pretty nice."

>>17460197
That's true. I'm just saying, last resort kind of thing. If only to gain employment as a snitch, even. It's something we've got in our armory if there comes a time to use it.

>>17460208
>[CHR]
>Smile falsely. "He sounds like an awesome dude! Do you know any drug addicts?"

>>17460186
I don't think it did. Not too much happened, except lighting a bed on fire, stealing chemicals, plotting a Jihad, and following Harold into Section G.

>>17460235

+1.

>>17460239
Archive them if possible, please. This one looks good. I'll dig it up on easymodo.

>>17460260
Here: http://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/17437927/#q17440607

>see this thread
>this sounds pretty promising, gonna read it up
>you are female
>/tg/ playing a female
nope nope nope, I'm outta here

>>17460277
Read it, it's good and not shitty.

>>17460244
>>17460235
"Drug addicts! I don't know anyone who uses drugs."
Chandra is too pure of heart, or at least too dimwitted, to know about that stuff. You know most quasi-legal things go through the guys in Section W, Warehouse. They're like Vault 50's mild version of the Teamsters.

>>17460302
Okay, I guess we should say goodbye to Chandra and go bum along past the clinic and possibly to Section W.

Okay, you head out of Suite 016 into the wider vault. There is a map of at the end of your hall that displays the various sections of Vault 50. The asterisks note places that you need special clearance to enter.

*Section A, Administration
Section B, Botanical
Section C, multi-faith [C]hapel
Section D, Family [D]ormitories
*Section E, Education
Section G, Geothermal plant
Section H, Hospital
*Section M, Mechanical engineering
*Section N, Vault-Tec Safety-First TM [N]uclear power plant
Section O, Orphanage
Section P, Public Square
Section R, Recycling YOU ARE HERE
*Section S, Security and holding cells
*Section T, Technical labs/research
*Section X, entry/e[X]it blast-doors
Section W, Warehouses
*Section Z, top secret head quarters for S.P.U.D.S., “Special Police Unit for Deviants and Subversives”.

Where to First?
[ ] Section H, Hospital
[ ] Section W, Warehouse
[ ] Other:_____

>>17460346
Well there's no point going into the Hospital with all our marked drugs that we haven't taken. So I guess first thing, we should dump the pills into something separate, leave the empty bottles in our room/Suite 016, and head to the warehouse to trade them.

>>17460346
Section O.

Orphans love drugs. They live in a pretty shitty situation, so they want to escape. It's only natural.

We have the ability to help them out with our supplies. To do a good deed. What heartless soul wouldn't want to help the orphans?

>>17460397
Okay. I'm going to argue, not a good idea. Not for sentimental reasons, but because all the orphans suddenly becoming crazy happy is totally noticeable.

>>17460411
...though, I mean, pretty entertaining too. What the hell.

>>17460411

Then we give them diluted doses. That way we both keep their newfound happiness under the radar, and we stretch out our supply.

Everybody wins!

>>17460411

Alternate Idea:

We disguise the drug-distribution as some kind of wellness program for the kids. So there's a "reason" why they are happy.

>>17460453
The problem is we don't want to be too visible. We ideally want to unload all this stuff we should have taken without revealing we haven't taken it.

>>17460346

Is there some kind of kitchen where we can dispose of the pills/spike the food supply of the entire Vault?

>>17460494
Huh. There should be a Section K, Kitchen. I don't know why it's not in my list. But yes. There is.

>>17460424
A bunch of orphan addicts would probably be useful, sure.

>>17460494
We don't get anything for that though.

>>17460494

See
>>17460545

Spike the food.

SPIKE ALL OF THE FOOD.

>>17460551
We get to be the only sane/sober Vault Dweller, while everyone else is susceptible.

>>17460551
>>17460465
>>17460453
>>17460424
>>17460419
Section O is controlled by a matriarchal brainbot called NannyBot. Drugging children might be difficult under her watchful electronic eye.
>>17460411

>>17460562
To what? We also sure as shit get caught. Let's at least have a reason for doing that.

so let's see a show of hands...
[ ] Section H
[ ] Section W
[ ] Section O
[ ] Section K

>>17460584

Plan B.

To the kitchen!
[X] Section K

>>17460592

Susceptible to suggestion/intimidation. It'd make sense for Vault-Tec to have made the drug also make its consumer docile as a side effect. After all, that might be the very objective of the Vault: to investigate the effect of having the entire vault populace on drugggzzz.

>>17460598
W

Also, in a bit of meta-gaming, your other PC is a mad chemist. You could keep the drugs for later.

>>17460612
The purpose of this Vault seems to be the Night/Day thing. I doubt that the purpose is to test a case of mass drug intake because that is something we are specifically deciding to do, ourselves.

>>17460625

Wait, we can use the orphans as our raiders once Louis has started the Jihad. We give them the drugs now, and bend them to our will. Then, once we've eliminated the other residents, we use them as shocktroopers to conquer the wastes. They are young, so they'll have plenty of time to grow stronger.

If we can metagame...

Try to find place to hide untaken pills. Find Cipher's chemical stash.

Do nothing about it but leave some pills and a note.

>Looking to make some crazy stuff eh? Well we might be able to help each other out.


If we can't...

I still vote find a place to stash the pills and then go to the doc and get this whole thing over with.

>>17460660
Stashing the pills is fine too. So let's do that if we can't agree.

>>17460660

Yeah let's just stash em'

>>17460625
I vote that. Also, since we're hung over, we could probably pound on Louis's door and wake him the fuck up. Even if he can't talk with us, right now, we should at least say hi, and ask him what got his ass transferred from Section A to this shithole.

>>17460672
>>17460660
That sounds good. You stash your purse full of drugs in your suite, thinking about how your CHEMICAL EMPIRE will someday conquer the Vault and the Wastelands.
And I guess you go to section H, since those other places had drug-related errands.

>>17460729
Also, we could even use the "I smelled smoke" and "I'm hung over" cards if anyone asks what we're doing.

On your way to Section H, A random encounter! or is it random? Two men in Section Z Jumpsuits, overcoats, and fedoras step out of the shadows. They flash badges at you.

“Hello there, little missy. I'm Agent Patel and this Agent Thorvald; we're with S.P.U.D.S.. We'd like to speak with you about your new suite mate.”

Thorvald: “We believe your new chum might be a 'commie' agent. Now, without a search warrant, we can't observe him in his private residence... but you can. We'd like it if you kept an eye on him for us. You'll be helping us and Vault 50, sure, but most of all you'll be helping yourself. Don't ruin your future by getting mixed up with subserviants.”

Patel: “Subversives, dude.”

Thorvald: “Well whatever they are, don't get mixed up with them. They're super bad.”

Patel: “Looking at your file Miss McKenna, you've already got quite a record. Falsely reporting your supervisor for sexual harrasment. Punching out your supervisor. Punching out a security officer. Punching out the security camera in the women's shower room. My my. With a record like this, little lady, you're never gonna get out of Recyclinng –and, frankly, you're never gonna catch a husband either. You need to prove you can be a little more cooperative with the authorities.”

Thorvald: “Think it over, toots. Here's some pamphlets.”

Agent Thorvald hands you some propaganda pamphlets.

>>17460784
Ask what S.P.U.D.S. is.

>>17460784
Absorb self in pamphlets, ask what you have to do.

Are the agents armed? How so?

>>17460784
Ask them why communism is bad if the Vault is basically a socialist commune.

>>17460811
It's the cops, and we already know that.

Agent Patel has a Vault-Boy wall clock under his arm.
"A gift for you, sweetheart. You can hang this guy on the wall on your suite."

You can tell it has some sort of built in camera.

>>17460826
Berlin's good with electronics. Maybe he can do something with it.

>>17460826
[X] Hang clock on wall the wrong way round.

>>17460811
Special Police Unit for Deviants and Subversives. SPUDS!
>>17460815
They are armed with pneumatic pistols that fire injector darts.
The Pamphlets are:
The Schedule is the Reason!
How to Spot a Red
A Safe Vault is a Happy Vault
Leaks and Rumours Spread Tumors
Hammer and Sickos
>>17460820
"We're gonna pretend we never heard that."

>>17460860
>"Okay, so you just want me to hang this clock on the wall? Is there anything else?"

and

>"What do I do if this commie guy attacks me? Is he dangerous? What reward do I get if I help you?"

>>17460860
[x] (Lie) "Sure. No skin off my teeth".

Of course, we have no intention of helping these limp-dicks, and if they're after our new roomie, then he's clearly worthy of our interest.

>>17460875
Patel: "Just hang that on the wall and Vault-Boy will do the rest. Don't worry too much about Cypher; he's on the Day Shift so you won't have to see him. Just let us handle the commies. It's what we do."
Thorvald: "And maybe a strip tease in front of the camera?"
Patel: "Oh my god. Dude, not cool."
Thorvald: "What?"

>>17460934
>[CHR] Act impressed with these losers, feign helpfulness.

>>17460946
>>17460924
So you take the clock. The SPUDS agents slip back into the shadows. I'll have you continue onwards, and you can hang or not hang the device later. It seems to be a camera that takes still photos on a timer, rather than a video feed.

>>17460989
We're totally going to: >>17460837

>>17460946
Agreed. They're not worth our time. And if I we didn't want to meet our new neighbor before, we should now.

>>17460989
Mount it in a corner so that it points directly at a wall.

That might be fun.

You travel to Section H without further incident. The Hospital has a large foyer with several rooms branching off. There are medical pods that have patients from both shifts, because some people require round the clock monitoring and care. There aren't any Day Shift patients at the moment, but you recognize IVAN ESTABAN, Chandra's brother, in one of them. He has a cast on his arm and two black eyes. The Doctor on duty is Dr.Borne.

>>17461042
What do we know about Borne? Say Hi to Ivan, tell him you like the new look.

>>17461053
Borne is the second in command of Section H, and boss of the nurses and doctors on the Night Shift. He's really freaking old and maybe going senile.

Ivan says "Howdy". For a guy who got the holy shit kicked out of him a few days ago, and who is facing trouble for breaking curfew, he seems really happy. He's all smiles. "How's my sister?" he asks

>>17461053
Assuming he's awake. But let's just deal with our business here and get out again.

>>17461042

Give the Clock to Ivan as a "get well soon" present.

Alternatively, mount it in the shower in your dorm. Let those SPUDS get a good look at Chandra and miss out on the rest of what's going on.

Or see about having Harold gank the camera out of it. Then if the SPUDS ask, tell them a commie must have done it.

>>17461095
I like the third option, except I think we should just smash the thing for ourselves.

>>17461081
Ivan says, "Hey you haven't noticed anything queer about my sister have ya? I'm a little worried about her."

>>17461170
[x] (Lie) I haven't noticed anything. I've been busy getting into my own trouble.

>>17461170
"She seems happy enough."

Ask Ivan what happened to him.

>>17461170
Yeah, so it turns our "queer" really is the right word. She's totally into me. Fucks like a tiger, man. You wouldn't BELIEVE.

No, Ivan, I haven't "noticed anything".

>>17461225
>>17461221
"Well, that's good. 'Cuz I found out that your no-good roommate Harry Berlin, has been trying to put the moves on her. I don't want no dirty 'squint' eyeballin' my sister."
"In fact, I took care of that little problem just today. I told that schlub to meet me in Section G this shift, and the idiot agreed to it. I sent some of my friends from the Warehouse to go kick his ass then hand him over to the cops. That should make the pervo think twice about breakin' the Schedule."
"It's gonna be a thing of beautifulness. The only problem is that I'm still laid up in this joint, and I can't go rumble myself."

>>17461292
"Oh Ivan, that's so awesome. Casual violence is the solution to all life's problems. When is this going to happen, exactly?"

>>17461292

How nice are we going to be? I mean we do like fighting right?

I say we stop them. We were headed to Sec W anyhow later.

We're tough but need help. Time to try and go recruit Harry's roomie. The guy is old Sec A so he should put up half a fight or at least be able to come up with a better gameplan.

Maybe use the camera to get proof of the shit going down?

First things first though. Let's see what the doc has to say about us.

>>17461309
"A few hours ago. Right at the shift change. I'm just waiting to hear back from my chums. Actually I'm waiting for the medics to cart Berlin in here. I hope he gets a pod across from mine. ha ha ha."

>>17461292
>>17461309
Well, we wanted to go down to Section W anyway.

>>17461339
...right. Let's go see what happened now, and come back for the check up later. There's no immediate hurry.

>>17461359
>>17461339
Well, actually I kinda like the idea of getting in touch with our roomie. Makes sense in context to see what all the fuss is about, and makes sense metagame to go ahead and get the introductions out of the way.

>>17461339
We work with assholes every day. Huge assholes. Assholes that make jerk comments and stare us up and down and insult and catcall us every fucking day. Yesterday, we finally got to hit those assholes. We broke one's fucking jaw, and we broke the other one's fucking mouth. Then we got shitcanned out of asshole job with the assholes for being too much of a fucking asshole.

And you know what? We barely got fucking started. If we get in a fight we are Not Going To Be Nice.

>>17461348
>>17461339
The thugs are from Section W, but the rumble was going down in Section G, Geothermal. It's an abandoned section and the only place outside of the watchful gaze of the authorities. Last episode ended with Louis Cypher running there to catch up with Harold, even though the shift change was about to happen.

>>17461372
I'm looking at it from this perspective: our roommate might have got on our tits this morning, but in general having a cheerful roommate who cleans up and is friendly and cooks breakfast is a pretty sweet deal. And, for better or worse, she's totally hung up on this guy.

...who is going to get beaten up and packed off to the cops now, on a *best case scenario*. So it is probably best if we sort that shit out ASAP, if it's even possible, because even if Chandra is not the most awesome person to hang around with she is a pretty nice lady, and we do not want her to become a pretty shitty lady.

Plus, Louis is there anyway (and the thugs are probably dead or something).

>>17461378

Please tell me we got our brass knuckles hidden somewhere on our person.

Pretend that you were just dropping by to see how Ivan was doing because his sister asked you to. "Hey Ivan, tell those fucks that I beat up to have a pleasant stay."

Then slide out and haul ass to Sec G

>>17461378
Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get on that.

>>17461485
>>17461432
>>17461400
Okay, so you start blazin toward Section G to see if your Day Shift roommates are alive or dead or what.

Let's haul ass to Section G and see if we can't find the remnants of that fight, meet up with ol' Louie Cypher.

>>17461509
Let's be sure when we see them that it's them. We don't want to bust any skulls as don't need busting.

Personally I wanted to see some more of Cypher's story, but this could be fun.

Section G is a rusty and rundown pit. No one ever comes here except for the occasional worker doing repairs or truant high school kids. There are empty beer bottles scattered around, cigarette butts, and crude graffiti on the walls.

When you reach Geothermal, you find a group of five men near the entrance. They are wearing Section W jumpsuits. One of them is lying on the ground writhing in the dirt. You recognize another one as 'Donny the Fist' a notorious thug from the Warehouse.

>>17461574
Equip Official Stamp.

>>17461574
Sneak mode.

Enter VATS

The guy on the ground is yelling. "He shot me. I can't believe he shot me. I can fell the poison in my veins! It's like FIRE. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die young. I ain't even made with any hot ladies yet."
You notice he has a wicked bruise/welt on his neck, and Donny the Fist is holding an injector dart from a pneumatic pistol. Some crazy shit went down here.

>>17461574
<bluff>"Aw man, did I miss the asskicking? Ivan just sent me down to help out. He looked like a squealer, I love it when they squeal."

Better make it look like we're on their side, don't want to be on the receiving end of a five-man smackdown.

>>17461585
>>17461588
I'd be partial to a speech check. See what all's going on here before we break out the Stamp.

>>17461602
A pneumatic pistol isn't the kind of Donny the Fist would usually have, right? So we should play this safe until we know what went down.

Does our apparently high PER tell us anything here?

>>17461619
That would be the calling card of our friend from Section A, who may not know which of the combatants to target.

"Donny the Fist, huh? I had no idea that little shit Ivan had such influential friends. How'd he get a dude like you on a job like this?"

That should draw his attention.

>>17461661
I know that, but I don't think Laya knows that. But she probably knows that isn't exactly standard issue to W-personnel.

Could we take Donny? If so, punch him hard and punch him now.

>>17461619
Nope. Those are secret agent weapons, like the weapon of SPUDS agent. You do notice these Ws have like pipes, bats, and chains.
>>17461612
>>17461603
>>17461585
You put your hand in your back pocket and curl your fingers around that reassuring lump of metal.
You then step forward and fast talkin' these thugs. They're not the brightest bulbs on the tree, but then again you aren't the smoothest talker.

Somebody roll a d100. Low is good, high is bad.

rolled 12 = 12

>>17461696
I am good with the speaky.

>>17461712
So you are. First roll of the quest too.
You step forward all "what the fuck's going on here?" and the Ws seem genuinely relieved by your appearance.
Donny the Fist says,
"Oh jeez. Thank goodness. Lady, do you know anything about medicine? My friend here got shot by a squint with a toxic dart. It injected him with something called..." He reads off the dart "Play-Zee-Bo. Whatever it is, we think he's gonna die."
>>17461751
Even better! That's like a speech critical. Maybe Laya doesn't have CHA as a dump stat after all.

>>17461830
"Was it Harry who shot your friend? What did he look like?"

>>17461861
+1

No need to let on that this is clearly a placebo, let's string them along for all the information we can get then pretend to heal him and tell him it'll be alright. Should get us everything we want at this stage.

>>17461830
Sorry, erased the 5. I misread your post, thought that low rolls were bad.

Anyway, let's tell them that Play Zee Bo is pretty dangerous, and that it may have infected all of them. It's pretty serious. They should get their asses back out of this hole. We can handle the rest.

OP?

>>17461871
What's the point. Nothing worthwhile can be gained from these idiots.

>>17461905
We don't know that.

>>17461917
Fine. String them along a little, THEN send the idiots back in fear for their lives. The low-roll magic should make that much possible.

Where would you suggest we start asking, then? Just what happened, or should we try for a little more?

>>17461861
Donny the Fist: "I don't know who it was. We came down here to beat up some squint named Berlin, but we found two of them. Hey, we figured two for the price of one, right? And they couldn't even see us with the lights out, so we snuck up and started pulverating them a little. Then one of them shines his flashlight on us to blind us. What a dirty trick, huh? Then Teddy Boy starts screaming that he got shot. I guess one of them had a piece on him."

Teddy Boy rolls around on the ground. "It burnssss..."

Donny the Fist: "Well we made a tactical retreat right fast. Now it looks like teddy has seen his last rumble. Those two squints are still holed up behind some steam pipes further back."

>>17461940
You guys messed with the S.P.U.D.S.? You'd better get out of here?

I've got some pills that'll cure that Play Zee Bo but - no offense, Teddy Boy, I'm sure you're a swell guy - it ain't gonna come cheap.

>>17461959
Sounds good.

>>17461881
>>17461936
Yeah. You can pretty much ask them anything you want at this point, or send them packing. They seem pretty shocked by the whole getting-shot-with-a-firearm thing. (Or air-arm I guess.) Their tough guy facades have vanished, and they just want someone to take charge and tell them what to do.

>>17461959
Meant to put an exclamation mark: You'd better get out of here!

We'll tell them we'll give the cops a false description. If they fought in the dark those guys probably didn't get a clear look at them anyway.

>>17461959
>>17461984
Ha.
They're glad to pay for your medical expertise. They give you all the money they have on them, which isn't that much, but hey, free money. They were too scared to take Teddy to Section H, because they thought they'd get arrested.
Teddy Boy munches on some of your antidepressants and says, "I think I can feel it working. The antitoxins are working."

>>17462001
I really think >>17461959 has got it right. Con them into paying for the pills, tell them to keep their mouths shut, and get them out of here. Tell them the payment can be dealt with later.

Once they're gone, we should let our roomies know the coast is clear. "A placebo? You're lucky those poor bastards were as dumb as they looked". Or something like that

>>17462051
This.

>>17462051
Unless Louis is such a bastard that he puts toxins in darts marked 'placebo'.

But we should definitely wait for this crew to go away before we approach those two guys.

>>17462013
>>17461959
At the suggestion they might have accidentally beat up a SPUDS agent, they start getting the F out of D. They barely slow down to help Teddy Boy get back on his feet.
Also, you saw Teddy Boy's neck wound. Even if the dart only injected him with saline solution, it hit hard. The pneumatic gun is fairly powerful. Think like a bow or a teargas canister shooter. It COULD potentially kill someone.

>>17462080
So once they're gone we're going to slowly approach where the two guys are hiding, and we're going to talk while doing so they know we aren't the thugs.

>>17461830
Oh Louis. You so crazy.

>>17462059
>>17462051
Check.
>>17462060
He might be he is /tg/ after all, and that would be a funny thing to do. Speaking of. Your two PCs can now meet.

Last time Louis Cypher ran out to catch up with his goony roommate Harold Berlin who was having an ill-advised meet up with Ivan. He arrived in Section G, and probably grilled Harold about his taboo relationship with their Night Shift suitemate Chandra. So Louis and Laya are on the same page; they both know about these two mixed-up lovebirds.
But then a bunch of goons busted in and a fight broke out. Now they're hiding behind some steam pipes with a flashlight and a SPUDS gun trained on the door. Harold has bloody nose from a lead pipe.

>>17462147
And?

>>17462060
That would be hilarious. It would probably be the bacterial dart we made using sewage runoff though, so the most he'd get is a very bad flu for a week or so.

>>17462147
BUT WHO DO WE CONTROL!?

>>17462147
Louis: Slowly open the door, hit a steam pipe to blind everybody else with steam. Our turban should protect us from the obscuring effects of the water.

Then make your escape.

>>17462207
>BUT WHO DO WE CONTROL!?
Yeah, that's the issue with two PCs.

>>17462205

We're supposed to be making contact I guess. Still playing as McKenna but we can interact with Cipher.

[speech] Hey Harold Casanova. You're lucky that Casandra was worried about you and sent me down to check on you. The fuck were you thinking messing with "Crazy" Ian? Let's get the fuck out of here in case the SPUDS show up.

>>17462235
+1.

>>17462205
>>17462207
Oh, no! But both. I assume that Louis will end up being the main PC and talking-guy and Laya will end up being the silent bruiser. Though there will also be times you can split up or switch around or whatever. you could use her skills if she has higher score in something than Louis, for example.

Right now let's say you switch over to Louis. You are very surprised to discover that your Night Shift suitemate has come to pull your ass out of this fire. Now you have to figure out how to not get busted for breaking the schedule. keep in mind, Louis and Harold can't see shit in the dark.

>>17462147
>As Louis
[Medicine] That dart had E. Coli in it. I don't think your antidepressants will help with his Meningitis.

>>17462235
I still would have preferred>>17462051, as it shows we're smarter than your average thug. But that's just me and one other anon.

>>17462272
Louis doesn't know she gave him antidepressants anyway.

Let's just, not have actually poisoned the guy. That might turn out to be a huge problem.

>>17462278
>implying Louis isn't psychic because of chemical experimentation (Read: LSD)

>>17462278
True. Besides, that wasn't under our control. We were playing as Laya at the time. Who I kinda like playing better than Louis, truth be told.

Laya: call out the boys. Those day-shifters probably can't tell that we bluffed their enemies out the door.

Louis: probably should feel his way out of whatever corner he's in. After all, Harold's pretty fucked up, and we should explain our presence. Let's say we were there following a "bad feeling" we had, not just to spy on him.

Louis needs to get Morpholine, remember? So we can make Dextromoramide to sell as Med-X.

We can probably find it in a supply closet nearby, it's used to stop the decay of steam pipes.

>>17462235
Harold: "Oh Gee wiz. You must be Laya. Thanks. It's nice to meet you in person. Gosh. A guy sure is lucky to have such swell roommates as you two." Harold is a cornball.
>>17462333
Harold and Chandra are both pretty naive and goody-two-shoes. If you tell him you were worried about him and came to check up on him, he'll buy it. He'll buy whatever you tell him really.
Probably, Louis and Laya would eye each other with suspicion, since they're both clearly competent and criminal minded.

And speaking of eyes, the Day and Night Shifts have visibly different eyes. The Cyber eyes are all black. So if people spot the two boys, they'll know they're from the other side.

>>17462369
Agreed, but we might solicit Laya's assistance, as her eyesight is better (meta, I know, but still the point stands: we can't see shit, and we need to make sure the coast is clear).

Also, can I just start calling Laya "Saya" from now on? That's like the third time I almost missed that typo. Or "Alex". That'd work too. It's just that "Laya" gives me some trouble for whatever reason.

>>17462383
We have no problem having a long conversation here, but we really want to talk to just Louis. But we can't get Harold home until the shifts turn over.

>>17462383
Louis probably overheard her selling them something for the placebo.

He has science/medical knowledge, Laya has street cred. They should sell drugs as a team!

[Speech] So what was that you gave them, Ms...?

>>17462383
Tell 'em to hold their eyes shut when we decide to go back. Tell anyone as sees them they got something in their eyes, and that we're gonna help them.

>>17462383
I'm sorry, but by completely black do you mean the scleras are black as well?

>>17462449
Obviously.

Probably means some major uncanny valley stuff though.

>>17462369
While he gets acquainted with your other PC, Louis spends some time scrounging up chemicals from section G. He can add this to his collection in his pod.
>>17462449
Yep. Evil Robot eyes.
>>17462409
Alex can work too. She is pretty tomboyish

So you guys want to wait in Geothermal or try to walk home and wait in Suite 016?

>>17462512
See if Louis can't get some filters and extra lab equipment from the spare parts section.

Then head home. Chat along the way, make friends.

Does [Medical] include forensics? If so, could Louis kill someone with an overdose and make it look like they did it to themselves?

Anyone think Louis'd be up for walking home with his eyes shut? 'Cause we could discuss things in peace once we got back.

Our fourth roommate might even make us something to eat and drink.

>>17462486
Yeah, but those were, well, meat-heads. And we were particularly skilled there.

We're probably already being tracked given that we conveniently ran into those agents early. And we're carrying their fucking camera clock, so we'd better hope that isn't taking pictures like, right now.

>>17462529
Mostly we just need a catalyst bed and a pressure cooker.

>>17462541
Oh shit I thought we got rid of the clock.

Quick, dispose of it in one of the Geothermal reactors!

Maybe toss it in the water plant and hope we don't break a water chip.

>>17462529
I'd say that variety of murder would fall under Medicine.
>>17462541
The camera takes a picture every ten minutes. If you're worried about it, you can expose the film. But it's doubtful it has any incriminating evidence yet, since you've been in dark areas, and you're not aiming at anything.

Guide Louis and Harry home, then. Make sure they keep their eyes shut.

We can talk about stuff later.

>>17462611
All right. Laya/Alex guides the two Day Shift Workers back to Section R. They can't see, but there are tiny lights along the base of the hallways, sort of like the lights in movie theaters that help you see the lane. So they at least tell where the floor is.

Somebody make a general sort of luck roll to see how it goes. Roll 1d100. Low is good; High is bad.

>>17462655
Oh, no. Not me. I expended all my luck for the night with that 5.

rolled 86 = 86

>>17462655
I think we'd decided Laya LCK was her dump stat, huh?

rolled 71 = 71

>>17462669
Maybe I should have rolled anyway.

rolled 91 = 91

>>17462655
>>17462669
God dammit Alex!

Rolling for Louis to somehow salvage this.

>>17462669
>>17462677
>>17462679
>I think we'd decided Laya LCK was her dump stat, huh?
YEP.

>>17462679
>>17462677
>>17462669
God. Fucking. Dammit.

>>17462679
Just... stop. Leave SOME survivors.

Laya McKenna:

Above average STR
High PER
Above average END
Above average CHR
Middling INT
Unknown AGL
LCK: Fuckin' 1.

>>17462677
>>17462669
You make it through most of the vault okay. People don't go out of their way to talk to workers from Recycling, and Alex doesn't bump int anyone she knows. You take what side passages you can until you get to Section R. Home again at last. You're so close to Suite 016. Harold can't wait to see Chandra. Louis can't wait to see his growing horde of chemicals and those drugs Alex was talking about. Then you round the last corner and...

>>17462688
I am laughing over here.
writing more...

Agent Thorvald and Agent Patel step out of the shadows. And this time they've brought some pals with them, four security agents and an Officer Sparky, which is the police model of the RobCo Mister Handy. Officer Sparky flips on his halogens, blinding Alex and revealing this grim scene to the boys from the Day Shift.

Thorvald: "That's far enough, you dividends."
Patel: "Dude. Seriously?"
Sparky: You are all... Bzzt... Under Arrest."

---End of Scene---

>>17462751
[Barter] That's not what dividend meansssssss

>>17462751
FUCK.

Tomorrow, OP? Or the day after?

Okay people. I might take this chance to advance the plot and blatantly railroad our heroes toward the vault door. I do want to get this adventure out in the WASTELANDS where it belongs, although Vault 50 has been very entertaining. Let me writefag some stuff up for ya...

musical interlude:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rg5md1JdLpA

>>17462797
Are we gonna get the chance to grab our shit from Louis' room?

Also, this might be a good time to switch characters.

>>17462778
Prolly tomorrow. I have a good chunk ready for the first few threads, and then I'll pick some day to regularly update. Maybe Friday, but that's also booze day, so I don't know.

>>17462751
Alright, fuck the Vault I was getting tired of this shit anyway. NEXT TIME: Alex punches a Mister Handy in the eyestalk, "Crazy Ahmed" Louis tranqs some Agents, and Harry wets himself.

>>17462818
I doubt it somehow.

>>17462797
You still writefagging?

OP...

Probably gonna start the next thread with the following, and then we can roll from there:

Vault Security throws all four of you from Suite 016 in separate prison-pods. You languish there for about a week. You have no contact with the outside; no visitors, no lawyer, no nothing; just an Officer Sparky shoving lavar-bread and water through a slot in the door.

Then the pod-doors open and security officers drag Louis and Alex to the Disciplinary Hearing Chamber in Section A. The room is empty of furniture except for two metal chairs that are bolted to the floor. There are two glass windows on either side of the room. One window opens onto a jury from the Day Shift, and the other opens into a dark room where the jury from the Night Shift sits. On the wall hangs a huge American flag with fourteen stars. The security officers strap the two PCs to the chairs.

The Vault Overseer, Theodore Makaluna, enters the room. He paces around you, shaking his head in disapproval. He's revving up for a monologue, you can just feel it.

“It's a shame to see so much wasted potential. Both of you did well in school, you did well on your G.O.A.T.s, you did well in your Yearly Competence Reviews. Either of you could have risen to high positions within Vault 50. Miss McKenna, you might have become a section chief with hard work; and, Mister Cypher, you might have even replaced me as the Overseer one day. But our society demands more from its citizens than just high test scores; it requires a certain strength of character, a sense of duty, a... how shall I say it? -- a moral fiber. And that's something which some people, even here in Vault Fifty, are sadly lacking.”

“As you all know, we are terribly overcrowded. We have been from the very start, when Vault-Tec double booked our vault. With such limited space and resources, we can only function by dividing our time into two separate but equal shifts: The Day Shift and the Night Shift. Now this may seem an arbitrary division to young people like you, but it is a sacred law approved by the wisdom of our forefathers, and carefully preserved through the generations. We have one rule: to fraternize with the opposite shift is a crime. It is crime that tears down the very walls of our society, and threatens to bring the ceiling crashing down on us all. We here in Vault Fifty are the last few humans alive on earth, and we cannot allow our species to fade into extinction. We must perservere. We must wait. We must be ready to reclaim the world above us when it finally heals. Although our laws may seem cruel and unforgiving at times, they are in fact necessary for our very survival. Fraternization is an attack on the Schedule. An attack on the Schedule is an attack on Vault Fifty! It is an attack on America! It is an attack on Human Destiny! And we cannot abide that.”

“You two knew that the occupants of your suite were 'fraternizing' with each other. You knew this, yet you did not stop them. You did turn them in to the proper authorities the moment you discovered their unwholesome, perverted, lascivious activities. Not only did you fail in your duty to report it, you went a step further by aiding and abetting their crime. You broke the code. You violated the Schedule.

“You have committed the following violations: willfully breaking curfew, fraternizing with the opposite shift, breaking security protocols, and altering Pip-boys for unlawful purposes. For these actions, it has been decided that you will be EXILED to the surface.”

He strolls around a the room for rhetorical effect. He lights a cigarette. Puffs on it a few times.

“But we here in the Vault Fifty are not as unforgiving as the outside world; we will review your case if you can prove yourselves to be cooperative and productive members of society. We have several tasks that you can help us with during your exile. Should you accomplish these tasks, we will review your cases, and decide if you can be readmitted to the Vault.

“First we need to gather information on environmental conditions by placing data-collectors in several key locations. These will allow us to better scan how well the Earth is recovering, if at all. Second there are several items requested by our science department, which might be found in the ruins. Third, we need you to search out the other vaults in this are to see if there are any other survivors, or to see if Vault Fifty really is the last of the human race. More explicit instructions for all these tasks are loaded onto your pipboys. Good luck, and may God have mercy on your souls...”

and then it will be out into the wilds. I also have to actually stat characters and such...

>>17463115
What happened to Chandra and Harold?

>>17463115
>>17463131
>>17463111
>>17463104
I got chills, OP. Masterful intro, that.

Can't wait.

>>17463134
Obviously they were executed.

>>17463111
It occurs to me that the Night Shift actually has the tools, via the eye implants, to be pretty successful outside the Vault. The ability to operate entirely as normal at night is a substantial asset, particularly for any kind of raiding or combative force.

That technology would really sell too, and the Vault clearly has the ability to implant it.

>>17463139
I'd like confirmation.

I think we're all agreed on: fuck helping the Vault anyway though, right? I mean I think it's pretty dubious they would let us back in even if we did return with all their stuff.

No, if we're coming back its to bust the place open, permanently.

>>17463153
I wonder if Louis has the [Med/Sci] to modify it so Laya isn't completely blind during the daytime?

Otherwise, she's kind of fucked.

>>17463160
Well this is - possibly, I can't read OP's mind - actually a sort of neat way to keep two protagonists going in separate threads? Because Louis functions best during the day, and Laya functions best at night.

I don't think we're 'fucked' at daytime vision though, just it's irritating/painful. Get some shades ASAP. A lifetime of sleeping during the day and working at night is probably more of a problem.

>>17463159
Maybe we could turn it into a town, Vault City style.

Planning ahead is important, but let's get a little bit closer to the 'now'. How are we gonna survive outside the Vault?

I'm thinking we find some place to hole up with medical and chemical supplies, and start making shitloads of chems. Literal mountains of Med-X.

Laya sells it, Louis makes it. Eventually, we can get control of some Raiders and military hardware, carve out our own little chunk of the Wasteland.

>>17463176
Even as no great brain in the Vault, Laya is going to be better educated and a better thinker than the majority of people outside it. She seems to have at least some level of skill at engineering and/or the maintenance of machines.

Louis is more skilled and in particular has scientific - primarily chemical - and medical training, which is really valuable.

So there's a place for both of them in the majority of stable Wasteland communities, I think. Those are valuable skills to have in a community.

The thing to do is hit the nearest non-Vault civilisation as soon as possible, but obviously we don't even know that these things exist right now. So we should go to whatever pre-war structure we do know of that seems most likely to have survived or still been inhabitable after the war.

>>17463176
You know, I bet almost all the oil in the Fallout setting is now irradiated.

We could set up a Biodiesel plant, make a shit-ton of money.

>Corporation toolueg

Why yes captcha, creating the first post-apocalyptic corporation sounds like a great idea!

>>17463212
Gun Runners beat you to it. Or even the fucking Hub beat you do it, depends what you class a corporation as.

>>17463205
We need to rule the savage infidels outside the Vault, not integrate with them!

But I suppose working -with- them will have to do. At least until our power base is large enough.

>>17463230
Eh. Being the first isn't as important as being the best.

We will have the ONLY oil in all of... whatever state we're in. And, possibly, the only pharmaceuticals production center.

Cities will come on hand and knee begging to buy our product, trust me.

>>17463176
>Eventually, we can get control of some Raiders and military hardware
This part? This thing here? Let's not. Raiders are fucking nutjobs. I don't object to creating ourself a little paramilitary force but raiders are not the way to do it. Even most tribals are better disciplined than most raiders.

If we find some disciplined, not-psycho raider group then sure, but it'll probably be much harder to take control of that. I think we should just take the muscle that comes our way. There are plenty of people whose most marketable skill is with a gun looking for work in the Fallout universe.

I don't necessarily think the terrible image raiders have is the thing to go for either. I mean, we want to attract people to sign up with our group (if we'll have them). We want to not be hated by everyone, because that makes controlling them easier.

>>17463255
This. I mean, Raiders make their living killing nice, educated folk like us. Why would we even think of associating with them.

Biodiesel sounds good, as does producing medicine. All the better to finance our war against the heretics.

>>17463280
One of the reasons I asked what happened to Harold (and Chandra) is that he's a good techie and she's... probably good at something. So that's more stuff to market.

I definitely think the stim idea is a great one, and it's probably the easiest thing to go for first. We can start out providing stims and meds and hire muscle, muscle out our competitors, and start growing larger and larger. When we have the capability we'll look into biodiesel.

We have no choice but to start small, but we have abilities that will help us get bigger.

We could even go merchant, if we can build up a stock but don't have a great location yet. I think finding an out of the way location is potentially a good idea, I think we'll struggle for success setting up shop in a city which probably has an established doctor/chemist already even if we won't have much problem actually selling stock there.

I think if Laya can get a good rifle and she's any good with it, her night eyes will be a pretty big asset. We can probably clear out small raider camps just by spooking them and picking them off at range.

>>17463313
We could probably hire some merchants to hoke our goods for us once we're large enough, but then they might make off with our money. We could hire mercenaries to 'guard' them and make sure they bring back the profits, but they might split the cash with the Mercs and leave the state.

Maybe we'll arrange it so they bring the money to us, and pick up the product themselves? At least, until we can pay people to murder merchants that steal from us.

Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself.

First, we need to find a weapon or two, a safe place to hole up, and a city to buy food and supplies from. So we don't, you know, starve.

Another problem is water. We'll have to find a clean source so we don't die of radiation.

Maybe we can find some way to clean the radioactive water, and sell it as pure water?

>>17463362
Well Fallout does have magical anti-radiation medicine. I'm sure that shit probably comes in water soluble tablets or something. Maybe Louis can even make them.

A town is probably best in the short term though just because it takes care of the food and water issue. If we can pay out way anyway. Then we start getting a grip on things.

>>17463357
That's actually a really good idea.

Laya seems like she's almost MEANT to be an assassin, really. Get her some camouflage, or one of those Chinese stealth suits, and she'll kill everyone in the building before they can turn on the lights.

Or not. Either way, clearing out a raider camp in the middle of the night could be a great way to get a base of operations without going to all the trouble of fortifying it.

>>17463376
Well, you've gotta think: Is it more profitable to sell people a means to clean their own water, or sell them water we clean ourselves?

>>17463387
No reason you can't do both.

>>17463362
At some point if the network gets large enough you do have to trust other people with goods/money, and at some point in that you will probably get betrayed. So the important thing is to make sure no one ever gets away with betraying you.

So, to do list:
1. Find civilization (They've got things like the atom bomb...)
2. Get income coming in, avoid dying
3. Get Laya a gun
4. Kill ALL the Raiders!
5. Use Raider camp to start pumping out chems, get more income
6. MAYBE think about getting on the stuff the Overseer told use to do. No rush. They aren't really going anywhere, are they?

>tsroheo governor

Captcha thinks one of the PCs needs to become a governor. Good idea, if we want to be President some day.

When will you run again?