fallout roleplay

[i have though of this, and i have decided to do a fallout style roleplayi already have a specific vault created.]

intro: you have all heard of vault 101, the dc vault, and vault 75, but no one has heard of vault 125, the secret vault. moments after the vault door closed, a gas was released thru the vents, a gas that corroded everyones bladder, and for the really unfortunate ones, youthened then]

name:wraith fireorca
position: security chief
diapered status: near constant

Wraith yawns and opens his eyes. It was still dark in the vault, the automatically timed lighting, which simulates a day/night cycle, not having come on yet. He searches his eyes thru the room, and, mumbling about not having his own room, starts to sit up. Suddenly he stops, and listens intently, something feeling not quite right. he reaches over and pokes the person next to him. "hey, wake up," he whispers quietly but intensely.

*ok I'll join*

name: taikos
position: robber
diaper status: yes

taikos feels wraith poking him. and yawns.
taikos: what's up?

(I might join this. Human or Furry though? Which type is this one?)

(as i said, mixed. however, judging by the forum its going to predominantly if not exclusively furry. its not a mixed forum like adisc.org)

(ooh, Fallout! I'll join in. And right, lemme expand the profile)

Name: Sanagi Trenton (Americanized due to still-simmering distrust of Asian ethnicities)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Red Fox
Position: Vault Computer specialist
Diaper Status: Constant
Appearance: Fox with extremely dark red fur, wears wireframe glasses
Bio: A descendant of the Vault's original residents, he is a shut-in, ignoring most people in favor of either his computers or the occasional holo-novel. When in public gatherings, he behaves mildly irate and bears a somewhat inflated ego, mostly just a show to keep people at bay.
*leans back in his chair, rubbing between his eyes and sighing. He's been up the entire night trying to figure out a particularly annoying bug in the mainframe.* Gaaah...stubborn little piece'a...where'd those Vault-tec fools get their programmers? From a truck school? *stands, then quickly reaches for the chair as he goes momentarily blind and extremely dizzy* Wh-whoa...stood up too fast...

(hang on sanagi, apparently i need to fix some things)
Name: Wraith Fireorca
Age:17
Gender: male
Species: mutated orca
Job:security officer
Appearance:i think we all have a good idea what wraith looks like.
Bio: unknown to most, but wraith actually came from "the outside" he still keeps a few things from the outside hidden away in his room
. on the outside, he looks like every other vault person, on the inside, theres a part of his mind he keeps private.

(now you may go)

(ok. ill assume that im in my own room. still, i felt something was wrong) Wraith slips a light body armor over his rainbow paws sleeper and slips out of the door, quietly locking it behind him. he quietly pads over to the computer room, what he calls the hub, and peeks in. "everything ok in here?"

*Looks up, his vision fading back into clarity* "Wha? Oh, yes, yes. I'm just wondering who the delightful folks that built this place got to program these things. I'm assuming a drunkard, what with all the obvious bugs popping up on the system." *notices his diaper warming as he wets himself, and heads out past Wraith to get to his own room to change*

(sorry david, your post was so short i didnt even see it till now) wraith looks back at the doorway there and sees david there (sorry bout hijacking your character, but i needed to fix the problem. i did poke you after all) wraith points to the computer. "know anything about these?"

Name:Setsuna F Sevaski
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Winter WOlf
Position: security guard
Diaper Status: Constant
Appearance: a white wolf who always carries a pistol with him
Bio: he is a decendant of the residents and is a very bstrong sharpshooter even though his skills are rarely used and he is silled with eltronics

Setsuna yawns slightly as he hears the comotion and walks down to the computer room only in short and shirt over his diaper with his pistol in his hand, after rubbing his eyes he looks to the others "what seems to be the problem"

wraith turns and faces the newcomer. supposedly computer trouble but.....something else seems wrong as well

with just a gentle flick of his wrist he motions for them to mke room so he could see if there was something wrong in the main computers operating system "i may be a security guard but im good at this"

wraith takes a step back and pulls the chair out for her. "be my guest, just dont let the computer tech find out. "

he walks up to the computer terminal and with a little time had the issue resolved "that should fix us for the time being" he said softly "im good at these things"

Wraith nods softly, then finally pins down whats bothering him. "listen? do you hear that?" *there is complete silence in the vault* "thats the problem. even at this late hour there should be some kind of noise, the reactor humming, the hum of energy thru ancient wiring. but theres nothing. something is DEFINATELY not right in the reactor room."

he cocks the pistol and gets it ready, "lets go see what see is wrong in the reactor room then" he said softly and waits for their response

*returns just in time to catch the last of what Wraith was saying* Something wrong with the reactor, you say? Then how would that computer even be on in the first place, hmm? *looks over as Setsuna readies his pistol*....Well, If you must. But I should come with you.

wraith heads down to the reactor room and pokes around. suddenly he starts firing. "GODD*MNED radroaches. where the hell are they coming from" there are ALOT of radroaches down here, potentially enough to be a threat due to the sheer amount of them

he starts to take them out a few ar a time, once he ran out of ammo he just grabbed a pipe and started to bash them

*backs away in fright at the sight of so many roaches, then joins his two comrades by grabbing a wrench left lying around and slamming it into the mingling roaches*

wraith runs out of ammo, which only makes his swearing worse, then uses his knife to dispatch the last of them. he sighs and starts to examine the wiring. "just as i thought, those radroaches chewed thru.............*voice trails off as he spots some kind of red material on it. he leans down and takes a whiff, then draws back and gags* GOOD GOD, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT STUFF. IT SMELLS WORSE THAN ROTTING MEAT

"its an acid that has seen some heavy radiation" he spoe having seen it before

(Ok I'll join.)

Name: Basher Olman.
Age:16
Gender: male
Species: Mole
Job: Tech
Appearance: This pic only diapered instead of in trainers and bearing more standard clothing.
Bio: Basher here loves to tinker around with stuff and is very good with technology and with using it to his advantage. He's also pretty good in a fight and hates to see a good machine senselessly destroyed or damaged. Tends to spend a lot of time in dark tight spaces.

Basher walked in wearing some coveralls stained with this and that with an obvious diaper bulge. He had a tool belt fully stocked and a rifle over his back. "What the heck happened here? Geeze ano-DEAR LORD! What is that smell?!" He asked sticking his tung out as his sensitive nosed picked up the small of the acid.

*attempts to cover his nose with the sleeve of his lab coat, retching from the stink* "Good lord, I think I'm about to vomit..Let's get out of here for now!" *retreats back out into the corridor*

setsuna just pulled a smial vial from his pocet and took a sample of it and capped the vial off before walking out into the halls and grabbing a fresh ammo clip before rejoining up with everyone
"one of you should take this and get this analyzed" he said softly