Waste-Land RP

Grace lets her put the medical stuff in her bag. "Okay, then. So, what now? It's obviously not safe here, but it isn't safe anywhere else, either."

Grace ponders the thought. "Well, okay."

Grace listened and hoped for something other than static.

"Oh, this is some no e music," Grace says, gently swaying to the beat. "Wait, overrun by ghouls? That's not good..."

"Sure," she says. Her stomach growls. "Dang... I doubt there's any food in this desolate place..."

Raven glanced over for a moment, then tried getting into the radio station "Hello? Hello? Can any one hear me?" she asked. The music turned off, and Three-Dog returned, or at least his voice is "Hello. Yes, I can hear yall very well. Who are ya?" he asked, sounding a bit ticked "I-I'm sorry for interrupting the radio station broadcast, but We need help. There are three of us in the waste-lands, near the old towns. What happened out here? Grace, the other girl I'm with, had held up in a bunker when the bombs went up." Three-dog laughed "So there's you, a girl called Grace, and another person, who are stuck in radar territory, and have no F**king clue what happened out here?! HA!" he said, then calmed down "Are you siriouse?" Raven said "Yes. But only Grace and I were in our bunker... But what happened?"

Three-Dog sighed "Fine. Your in a hell-hole. The world you once knew is gone. The only reason I'm explaining this is because some people out there might not know this.

When the first bomb hit, every one who was at ground 0 was killed, and most others were mutated into Ghouls. Seen one yet? They're pale, skin and bones, nasty, and violent. There are a few in the old police station." Raven nodded "Yes, I've just had a run in with one. And at the Police station too. It was behind a locked door, I opened it to try and see what was inside, and it came out and attacked me."

Instantly Three-Dog asked "Did you get bit? If you did, ask your friends to put a bullet though your head right now." "No, no! It didn't bite me, just ran it's claws along my face." "Good. What ever you do, Don't get bit. You'll turn into one of them. After the first bomb, some held up in bunkers, and others stayed outside. The Radars, for one, are a nasty group that managed to stay alive. If you see them, weird hair-styles, blood covered amour, stay away, or shoot them in the head. But there are some decent people, like the people of the town of megaton. If you want to find a home, go there. Or come to DC, and see about the Brothers of Steel."

"Now, First thing you need to know about survival of the waste-lands, stay with people you trust. Grace sounds like a good call, seeing as you survived together, and that other one. Stay with them. Don't touch water in any river or lake. It's a radiation pool. Ration your food. Find amour, get weapons, and don't kill random people you see."

OOC: Does any one recognize who Three-dog, Brothers of Steel, and ANY of this is from

Raven nodded and Three-dog said "Shoot it. In the head. Those things can't hear, so don't worry about more hearing you, just shoot it. Listen, I can't talk about this more, but Come to GNR in DC and you'll find me. Ask for Three-dog"

Ooc: Fall-out 3!

Aiden pointed it's pistol, and he started to shake. He shot at the head 3 times, and 2 of the three rounds hit.

"Megaton sounds safer," Grace says. "If it's full of decent people, then I trust that."