Darkness kept its hold on those people lost for quite a while. It knew no time, it knew no place, ad if it wasn't for a tiny tremor, it would have been content to keep them. But it did tremor, and so little things started to seep out: things, but also people, cast out across the multiverse
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Advancing would bring you to the old platform. Dividers were erected here and there, made of badly patched-together wood. Behind them, there were tables, set up in a crude imitation of a restaurant; there was also at least one fridge, and two Nuka-Cola machines that still contained some drinks, albeit long-since warmed up. Broken metro trains laid everywhere, long-since abandoned. Here and there, if you looked closely, there was food to be foraged from within the wreckage - dried meat, bottles of dinky-looking (lightly irradiated) water, boxes of noodles ( ... )
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Instead, he woke up...somewhere else. His eyes took a moment to adjust and the now burnt out cigarette was still between two of his fingers. This was not the island. For a second, he started panicking that it was the vampire version of the island again.
"What the fuck," he muttered, sitting up and looking around. "What the fucking fuck."
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"Kickass."
Reno needed a fucking smoke.
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Instead, he was trying to pick his way through the debris towards Reno since he was upright and looked familiar.
"Hey," he greeted, kicking a can of Nuka Cola as he walked, "did we just fucking die or something?"
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There is water up ahead, and the edges of a large ship in the distance. But there's time, now, to poke around the area - just don't get surprised by any passing Mirelurks, which like to lurk around the waterside.
[[ explore the shoreline. admire the ruins that were once Washington, DC’s skyline, meet up with fellow fandomites ]]
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Skywalkers were never afraid to state the glaringly obvious.
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“STAY PUT!” a female voice bellows. “We are checking you out.”
For the time being, anyone from Fandom is stuck here.
[[ reactions can go here. take a free bottle of Aqua Pura from the water caravan, if you wish, talk amongst yourselves, gather up the last stragglers coming out of the Metro ]]
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He went back down the stairs, and picked up two bottles of water. It seemed important.
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She sat down, leaning back against some crate or another. "Someone poke me, gently, if I need to seem attentive and/or like I give a shit."
Or if the people on the ship twig to the fact there's a telepath snooping about, to verify their intentions.
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Anyway, comment here for:
1) NPCs;
2) if you want to do x but you're not sure what the world allows for it, and want suggestions;
3) have any questions;
4) tomfoolery.
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Now go stand in the corner and think about your punnery, young man!
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Quinn doesn't -- she's wearing jogging clothes and sneakers and her hair's pulled back with an elastic, and all that's in her pockets is $5, an ID and her keys. Totes a heavy hitter, here.
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