INTRODUCTION

[vault_tech]

INTRO

Vault 113

You wake feeling groggy. You have the distinct sense of oversleeping, even if you may not recall ever going to bed in the first place. And this bed? Definitely not yours, no matter how comfortable it may be. And you'd probably not go to sleep in your street clothes*, right? Well, maybe it's time to smooth out your bedhead and get exploring!

(*or whatever else you were wearing at the last moment you remember)

The first thing you'll notice is the complete absence of windows - are you underground? Though you'll encounter quite a few closed doors, there are some rooms for you to look through and maybe catch your breath in. Maybe it's time for a slushie in the dining room? Impatience won't get you anywhere!

And what's better than a sweet drink to bring strangers together? After all, you're not the only one who's crawled out of bed a little late today. Mingle and don't worry too hard about your current predicament!

((The Mastermind will introduce themselves at 7pm EST real time.))

NAVIGATION

Vault 113: a short-run murdergame

RULES

GAME INFO

LOCATIONS

PROFILES

IC RULES

MURDER

PCs

CHECK-INS

code credit

Comments

[anarchia]

[Well then. He doesn’t know what he expected, but that was a rather thorough rundown.]

That last part certainly rings true.

[He’s been here five minutes and knows it’s going to suck.]

You seem to be taking the situation rather well, considering.

[underinworld]

It's hardly my first time being involved in weird situations. This is just one more for the pile.

[Well, all of her experiences are supernatural, instead of being kidnapped by a creep and locked in a vault, but still, you get used to stuff!]

[anarchia]

This happens to you a lot?

[underinworld]

Getting kidnapped...not really, but I do tend to get dragged to places against my will by circumstances.

[An underground shelter with no exit is one of the least hostile places she has gotten dragged to, really]

[anarchia]

Ones far beyond your control?

[underinworld]

Yes. I have a few long stories I don't want to get into.

[Trust her, her life and times have been really bizarre. You would think she's crazy. Appearing in this shelter out of the blue isn't too far from a thing or two that has happened to her]

[anarchia]

What do you do that this is such a common occurance?

[What kind of wrong crowd are you hanging with, Erin.]

[underinworld]

I do bsolutely nothing, is the thing. My town is all wrong, that's what's going on. You better not visit Tackleford, ever, it's not worth it.

[Tackleford is a hotspot of supernatural occurrences, and although Erin does have an adventurous spirit and boundless will, the universe kept throwing curveballs at her]

[anarchia]

Tackleford...noted, though I'm still unsure why.

[Apart from the generics.]

[underinworld]

So, what's going on with you? Where did you hail from? I know there's a country of robotic people, but they're more...

[With her fingers she draws a rectangular shape]

Square than you.

[Maybe the people of Robotania got new models, for all she knows. Yeah, in her canon there's a country of formerly communist robots near Russia, apparently]