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Meteorite
- Joined
- Oct 17, 2023
- Location
- Earth
VAULT 404
Location unknown
It had been the worst birthday ever. Nearly twelve hours ago Jenny's Pip-Boy had woke her up with a pleasant little birthday chime; Jennifer Baxter was 18 today, officially old enough to join the work force. Not that it mattered. She'd passed her G.O.A.T. three years before, and had been crawling around the guts of Vault 404 fixing crap a few years before that! She was precocious. All was well until breakfast -- one of the security officers thought it would be cute to program a few Protectrons to sing Happy Birthday to her! But tampering with their code triggered some kind of breach response...
All of the robots, every last one of them, had turned hostile...
Jenny, like everyone else in Vault 404, spent several hours trapped in hole full of murder-bots, trying desperately to survive... The Mr. Gutsies who were supposed to defend them floated through the halls mowing down innocents. Mr. Handies and Protectrons went wild; Nurse Bots euthanized their patients! When people ran for the main entrance, to seek refuge outside the Vault, the Sentry Bot slaughtered them all...
By noon, Jenny had made it to the maintenance office. She managed to shutdown most of the robots, and cleared the wat to the entrance with a few EMP grenades and manual shutdowns. By then the Vault was dead; no other life signs at all.
24 hours later...
Jennifer Baxter had no idea how far she had walked. She had spent a whole night sleeping under an overpass and was still shocked by the sheer devastation of the outside world... She understood there had been a war -- nearly two-hundred years ago. The wasteland looked like the bombs had been dropped yesterday! Jenny was hungry, but couldn't even enter the store she'd seen since approaching it sent her Geiger counter off the charts! Jenny plodded on, her boots dragging against the pavement as she moved further from the highway into this wrecked town.
Jenny searched for any sign of life she could find...
Location unknown
It had been the worst birthday ever. Nearly twelve hours ago Jenny's Pip-Boy had woke her up with a pleasant little birthday chime; Jennifer Baxter was 18 today, officially old enough to join the work force. Not that it mattered. She'd passed her G.O.A.T. three years before, and had been crawling around the guts of Vault 404 fixing crap a few years before that! She was precocious. All was well until breakfast -- one of the security officers thought it would be cute to program a few Protectrons to sing Happy Birthday to her! But tampering with their code triggered some kind of breach response...
All of the robots, every last one of them, had turned hostile...
Jenny, like everyone else in Vault 404, spent several hours trapped in hole full of murder-bots, trying desperately to survive... The Mr. Gutsies who were supposed to defend them floated through the halls mowing down innocents. Mr. Handies and Protectrons went wild; Nurse Bots euthanized their patients! When people ran for the main entrance, to seek refuge outside the Vault, the Sentry Bot slaughtered them all...
By noon, Jenny had made it to the maintenance office. She managed to shutdown most of the robots, and cleared the wat to the entrance with a few EMP grenades and manual shutdowns. By then the Vault was dead; no other life signs at all.
24 hours later...
Jennifer Baxter had no idea how far she had walked. She had spent a whole night sleeping under an overpass and was still shocked by the sheer devastation of the outside world... She understood there had been a war -- nearly two-hundred years ago. The wasteland looked like the bombs had been dropped yesterday! Jenny was hungry, but couldn't even enter the store she'd seen since approaching it sent her Geiger counter off the charts! Jenny plodded on, her boots dragging against the pavement as she moved further from the highway into this wrecked town.
Jenny searched for any sign of life she could find...