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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 0:35:41 GMT -5
The shore of the lake that formed over the vault.
This is where the Journey of Adam Columbus will begin.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 1:07:22 GMT -5
Adam skipped another rock across the lake. He had decided that he was going to start moving quite a while ago, but leaving the vault was much harder than he had imagined. A part of him wanted everything to go back to how it was before, but that wasn't going to happen. So for what seemed like days, he just sat at the edge of the lake skipping rocks, trying to forget that everything he'd known up until now was at the bottom of it.
Finally, he stood up and surveyed the surrounding area (PER). Maybe something useful had washed up onto the shore. He'd need anything he could get his hands on since he didn't know what lied ahead on his aimless journey.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 1:12:13 GMT -5
Nothing of value seems to have washed up on shore, but he thinks he can see something deep under water, moving up to the nearby shore.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 1:22:56 GMT -5
"What the hell...?"
Adam backed away from the lake, readying his rifle. He threw a rock at the thing rising from the depths to see if it reacted. Maybe it was a dead body. Or maybe it was some local wildlife. At this point, Adam wasn't sure if the fact that he hadn't seen any animals around was a good thing or not.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 1:30:43 GMT -5
The hard shelled monstrosity gets up on shore.
It is roughly 4 1/2 feet tall, with one giant eye and two massive claws, one of which is holding a human arm.
It scans Adam for a moment, and then ignores him, more interested in eating it's lunch.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 1:43:32 GMT -5
Adam inches over to a nearby tree just so he can put something between him and the giant crab. It doesn't seem interested in him at the moment, but that arm can't take that long to be consumed by a monster like that. He observes it to see if he thinks it's possible to take it down. (PER)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 1:47:12 GMT -5
He can't tell much from just looking at it, but it seems like the shell is thick and heavy.
The face, or head, looks soft, but it's a small target.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 1:53:24 GMT -5
"Fuck that." he murmurs under his breath. "I don't think the flood ripped that arm off."
Adam comes up with a better plan, and scans the horizon, looking for something to become his first destination. Anywhere would be good, as long as it's farther away from the crab than he is now.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 1:56:52 GMT -5
He spies something that looks like smoke off in the distance, to the south of him.
Other then that, he is in a sort of Valley, and cannot see much.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 2:01:50 GMT -5
Adam turns toward the smoke in the distance and starts off in it's general direction, checking behind him every once in a while to make sure the crab didn't suddenly become interested in him.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 2:03:39 GMT -5
The crab don't give a shit. I noms the arm and falls asleep.
Adam reaches the top of the hill and sees that the smoke is rising from a fire in the middle of a small camp.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 2:05:51 GMT -5
Adam approaches the camp, calling out for people and surveying the area. (PER)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 2:11:29 GMT -5
It's just 2 men in the camp, which is basically empty except for them.
"Hey, what do we have here?" Says a red haired older man.
"Looks like we got ourselves a new customer, Hey Buddy! Come on over here, have a sit down!" says a younger black man with corn rows.
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Post by Adam Columbus on Jun 25, 2012 2:21:27 GMT -5
Adam pulled his coat over himself tightly to cover up his vault jumpsuit as he approached the two men. He barely knew anything about the wastelands, and he sure as hell didn't want people to take advantage of it.
"Hey." He says amiably, but he makes sure to stay out of arm's reach just in case these guys are up to no good. "I'm Adam."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 25, 2012 2:31:11 GMT -5
"Where ya from stranger?" Asks the red head.
"Crossway? Last Resort? New Zion even?"
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