vault113 | WEEK 1 MINGLE

'cuz it's a sin to tell a lie.

Week 1

As you sleep, you find your mind plagued with strange dreams. You’re still trapped, of course, there’s no way to avoid that, even in the comfort of your own mind, but you’re alone. Utterly alone. The radios and jukeboxes scattered around the place all spring to life, as if they’re speaking to you directly. On the other end, you see people talk about you. From your own perspective, it can’t have been more than… 48 hours since you were taken. From the perspectives of those on the outside, the times don’t match up nearly so well. It might have been days. It might have been weeks. It might have been months.

The voices discuss you. They discuss the way things have changed. They talk about how you just suddenly disappeared without a trace. Maybe they’re glad, glad that you weren’t around to see what happened without you. Or maybe they’re angry. Maybe they know that it was your fault. If only you’d been there, none of this would have happened. If you’d met up with that friend, they wouldn’t have died. If you’d been there to save her, things would have been different. If you had apologized, maybe… or if you hadn’t abandoned your responsibilities…

You don’t get the specifics either way. Your dream - or vision, it leaves your imagination to do all the work. But there’s one thing you can be absolutely sure of.

You are running out of time.

Well, what’s there to be glum about? The vault is your home now, lovingly prepared by Vault-Tec™! Who cares what some ghosts from the past have to say about you, eh? It’s not like you’ll ever see them again.

And no matter how deeply you were sleeping, The Overseer’s voice sounds out on the intercom and seems to wake you immediately.

“Hello, lovelies. We’ve decided to be extra generous to all of you, so we bring some good news for a change. I’m sure in the last few days, you’ve gotten pretty sick of that walled off little cellblock you’re cramped in, so you’ll be positively giddy to learn that we’ve prepared and unlocked the rest of the first level for you all to explore to your heart’s content. If you’ve given up on ever getting out of here, make yourself at home. If you haven’t, well, there’s plenty of fun and interesting tools to integrate into your work whenever you decide to take advantage the former group’s complete lack of initiative or willpower.

Oh, and before I forget… check the common room before you go.”

With that particularly nasty announcement, you will find that the doors that locked the rest of this floor off to you have all been opened up. And in addition to that, the profiles have been made public, joining the rules as framed pictures in the common room.

And if you wish to contact your Overseer or her robotic assistant, you are free to stop for a chat.

NAVIGATION

Vault 113: a short-run murdergame

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Isn't it boring to live that long?

[ nap buddies... ]

Mmm, it depends? If you're always stuck in the same place, doing the same things, it can get boring... and so on. [there seems to be a wealth of either meaning or shade packed into that and so on, but never mind that] But it depends on what's going on in the world, and who you've got with you.

When you're a demon surrounded by other demons, it's actually rarely boring. You can mess with the human world, play pranks on angels, or just watch while history unfolds...? There's witches and ghosts and fairies and who-knows-what, too...

Is your life that boring that you can't think of anything to do with immortality?

According to my boss, my life is actually supposed to be pretty short.

[ something something shortened lifespan, something something mages and the government are awful. sigma doesn't really give much of a damn. ]

Because of that, I can't really think of what I'd do if I were immortal. A peaceful life sounds nice, but I can see how it would get boring after a couple hundred years.

[ maybe that's why francesca's so batshit crazy. ]

Oh? That's too bad, but you're an adult already, so you must be doing something right.

[Human lifespans are so short he is literally holding up his fingers to try and measure the amount you're cutting short with 26/x but this is entirely too much math for the (somewhat dubiously) sleep-deprived.]

You seem pretty calm about it, though, so it seems like you're not sure what to do even as a mortal. Still... [a slight quirk of his mouth] I wouldn't call anything about demons peaceful. If everyone was here, this game wouldn't get to run at all.

[ well, that's not exactly wrong. sigma has a short term plan, and that's...about it. whatever happens after the holy grail war is still up in the air, including his own survival.

oh well. ]

It wouldn't run...? [ he tilts his head. ] What do you mean?

[Eh, he's used to people and demons and whatnot who wing it even when they don't have wings -- perks of both life in the Devildom and the House of Lamentation. Belphegor can be nosy, but there are plenty of other things to nose about at the present.

He shakes his head.]

Can you imagine trying to shut a bunch of demons into a box and get them to obey what you say and play a killing game by the numbers? Some of them can barely figure out how to count below twenty thousand, some of them would lose their minds without wi-fi, some of them would eat their way through the wall, and none of them would listen.

It'd be over before it started.

Edited 2023-04-11 03:44 (UTC)

Why would anyone try to eat through the wall.......

[ but if all of them are as crazy as belphegor is making them sound, then... ]

So what's your plan?

I mean, all demons have demonic appetite, but we're talking about the Lord of Gluttony, you know?

[Chewing through a standing wall should not merit even more fond reminiscence than Sigma's heard from him thus far, but there's definitely!! Some form of it!! He also just thinks it's funny, overall, as long as he doesn't need that wall. Actually, having the walls eaten around here might be helpful.

Have a blink at the question, though.]

My plan? For what?

Edited 2023-04-11 04:33 (UTC)

You said that if you and your brothers were all put together, that this game wouldn't run. I imagine all of you would cause enough chaos for it to come to a stop.

[ so-- ]

What would you do? In that case?

Oh. Right.

Pretty sure I wouldn't need to do anything except sit back and enjoy the show. I'm the Avatar of Sloth, nothing more and nothing less.

[Is he supposed to sound proud of that. He sounds kind of smug about it.]

[ he nods. ]

That seems like a nice plan if you're able to do it.

WEEK 1 MINGLE

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