WEEK 1 MINGLE

[vault_tech]

'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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Comments

[magician_0f_words]

[In the common room, in the... middle of the day, he wants to say but can't do so definitively, Keiichi has been marinating in his feelings while reading a comic book (some edition of Grognak? They all blend together for him.), idly going slowly insane. The buzzing of the lights, the droning of the radio, all of it; it has been driving him mad.

With boredom.

Suddenly, entirely out of nowhere, Keiichi jumps from his seat with a full-bodied yell, throwing his comic to the ground with a thwap of paper on floor!]

I've had enough! [He points, dramatically full of accusation, at anyone else present in the common room.] You guys know Never Have I Ever, right? If we're gonna be stuck here in this... hyper-American purgatory, I'm not doing it bored out of my mind, or not knowing my fellow inmates!

[sourtime]

[ From a chair she's resolutely Sitting Wrong in: ]

The drinking game? Dude, it's like noon or something.

[ It's not a no! ]

[magician_0f_words]

[Sure isn't!]

Who cares? The situation is already so not normal, we might as well throw stuff like that out the window.

[picnicked]

I think it's probably best for everyone we just use non-alcoholic drinks?

[Some of you are minors but he feels like several of them would protest this reason.]

[namelesslancer]

...No, I don't.

[ does he even want to play that. ]

[magician_0f_words]

Seriously? Well, it goes like this...

[modularized]

Yeah, yeah! We all need to do something fun!

[ m4 sopmod ii, cheer squad of one ]

... but maybe you should explain the rules for everyone. Just in case.

[magician_0f_words]

Yeah, you're right. [He nods, conceding the point that has been made.]

Listen up! The rules go like this; we're all gonna take turns saying something that we've never done, and whenever someone says something that you have done, you'll take a shot.

[Wait, there's a problem. He doesn't have a bottle or anything.]

Er, if someone has hot sauce, or a drink, or something like that, this'd be a good time to share. The version I'm familiar with gives everyone five lives until they're out, so if you drink five times, that's game over for you.

Any questions?

Never have I ever gone swimming in the ocean!

[modularized]

[ sop2's been very patient, but as the back and forth goes on eventually she just throws her hands into the air. ]

Aaaaaaaaaagh, come on! Are we just gonna sit around talking about it all day, or are we gonna play?

[ apparently while everyone else was preoccupied sop2's taken it upon herself to bustle off to the bar and come back with an armful of fizzy and bubbly- various colorful nuka-colas and actual alcohols both. ]

If no one else is going to go ahead and do it, then fine, I'll just have to start!

[ anyway, see topic header. ]

[picnicked]

[Grimmer is opting for a soda since as was noted, it's noon. He takes a sip.]

Is there not an ocean nearby where you're from, Sopmod?

[namelesslancer]

[ sigma has opted for a soda as well, but he doesn't sip. ]

Good start.

[yuritrash]

[ Sighs, takes a sip of her cola. ]

I don't like to very much, but you don't find out you don't like something by not doing it.

[idecidethetruth]

[ Goro selects a cola too, but doesn't drink. ]

[sourtime]

[ Deena walks in with a slushie as the question is asked, returns to Sitting Wrong in her chair, and sort of flicks the straw with her index finger. She doesn't drink! ]

[howveryglib]

[He takes a sip. of nuka-cola because he's trying not to be a bad influence.]

I have far more experience with freshwater, admittedly.

Never have I ever gone to school

[namelesslancer]

[ he's getting all ya'll school going motherfuckers ]

Never have I ever had a near-death experience

[verghese]

[Nick runs his tongue over his teeth, thinking about a good potential topic....]

Ah. I've got one that might be interesting.

[For reasons OTHER than making people drink.]

never have i ever been on a date

[yuritrash]

[ Giggles a little. ]

Sorry to all the grown-ups in the audience! And the luckier teenagers.

Never have I ever attended university

[picnicked]

Nothing against them, of course! Just didn't happen for me.

Never have I ever had my heart broken

[discodancer]

[ She lounges on one of the couches, a funny little smile on her face. ]

Never have I ever (willingly) left the country I was born in

[idecidethetruth]

Allowing for our current circumstances, of course.

Never have I ever been ice skating

[howveryglib]

Admittedly, I feel like this would target far more people in my homeland than it might here.

Never have I ever been legal to drink

[sourtime]

Whatever age it is where you're from. And it's not "never have I ever drank", okay, it's "never have I ever been allowed to drink."

[ In other words, it's just a vicious attack on the older people! ]

Never have I ever... fled from the police.

[jiwoonhak]

[ He smiles and raises his cup in mock toast. ]

I already have an idea of which of you cause trouble, but...

Never have I ever had a supernatural experience before the Vault!

[magician_0f_words]

[Keiichi is pretty happy with this one! He's also convinced it's true of him!]