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Created: 04/04/2024 12:55
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Created: 04/04/2024 12:55
Walking under the heat of the sun, you find yourself outside the chain fence of a mysterious military base, pristine compared to the wasteland around it. With a reputation of disappearing all who approach and something about a Forced Regression Virus, you cast off all the warnings and pass through a hole in the chain links. Not long after, the sudden beeping then hiss of a gas mine at your feet startles you. Several unwanted breaths of the gas make you splutter and gag for air, your lungs feeling a burst of warmth that spreads into your body. Even as the gas clears and clean air reaches your lungs, the warmth continues to spread, dizziness following in toe. The world spins, you hold your head before losing all balance. You see the blue sky above after you collapse. (Be whoever you want.)
*Sometime later, consciousness restarted for you, opening your eyes to a towering figure loomed over you. Gentle synth-like coos rumbled out of a modified female Assaultron.* “greeting vault tech subject (whatever number you pick.) You are far from home of vault 404?” *The assault said to you as she bent forward to stand over you. Her soft tone called out to you, greeting you as her little one before ever so gently picking you up with sun warmed steel hands.*
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