INTRODUCTION

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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

[bethorns]

The...last time? So you've been taken before?

[ CHILD KIDNAPPING IS WRONG - Yor Forger ]

[nambu]

Yeah, but I turned out great. See? [ throwing up some deuces. ] So probably don't worry about being lost for now.

[ keyword: probably. ]

By the way, why do you think they took you?

[bethorns]

...a government test for tratiors?

[ NOT THAT SHE IS ONE it just feels like something the secret police might do. ]

[nambu]

Uh.

[ technically... OFFICIALLY, he's just a car salesman. so how to swing this... ]

Our CEO works pretty close with the government, so I mean... [ he shrugs?? ] Probably not? And if it's not the case for me, then I would, y'know, assume the same for you. Any other possible reasons?

[bethorns]

Not really...the secret police taking people is something you hear about a lot though.

[ Ostania has a few issues ]

[nambu]

Oh, like when they disappear people? Never seen it happen before, but I guess... I dunno, sometimes a lotta shady stuff happens in the background that the average guy just doesn't realize, right?

[ and he's clearly very average and very normal, just like she is. ]

[bethorns]

I haven't seen it either, but my workmates talk about it a lot. And once I did get stopped by them.

[ But it turned out ok. ]

[nambu]

What do you do? And what did you do to get stopped by them?

[bethorns]

I'm an office worker! I was taking some mail from my superior for delivery, and was stopped for them to read it...?

[nambu]

[ oh, an OL. she's pretty normal then. ]

In that case, they probably would've have arrested your superior instead, right? I'm a car salesman [ in training ] by the way, so we're basically job-adjacent to each other.

[bethorns]

[ THAT'S HER a totally normal lady yep ]

Oh! I see, I don't own a car myself. It must be a very exciting job though?

[nambu]

Oh, I don't own one either. They're expensive as hell. Better things out there to spend money on.

[ as for the job itself... ]

Most of our clients are one and done. No idea why Mr. Apple keeps coming to Pinochle since he already bought one from us recently. But rich people, eh? The only regulars at a dealership.

[bethorns]

My! I can't imagine buying cars regularly...where would you put them all?

[nambu]

Right! My room can barely fit my bed.

[bethorns]

Oh! So you live alone?

[nambu]

Yeah. [ casually: ] No parents. Recently graduated from the orphanage, so it's just me. You got family?

[bethorns]

A younger brother, a husband, and a daughter!

[ No parents, either. ]

[nambu]

That's nice. Big loving family, huh? [ and from the look on her face, he can see that she cares about them a lot. ] How old's your daughter?

[bethorns]

She's six! [ Proudly... ] She recently got into a very good school, so she's been studying a lot since.

[nambu]

Wait, if she's six and you're an OL, is your husband a househusband? That's pretty rare.

[ now he's just imagining yor's husband waiting for her with dinner and an apron. ]

[bethorns]

No, Loid is a psychiatrist! Anya attends school during the days now.

[ Or is babysat by Franky. ]