Hi, my name is CadetLink and i'd like to share a story with you. i'm also making a gamemode on a server for it, but here's the prologue. hope you enjoy!

Fallout: NorthWest



It tasted bitter, like all things not made in the vault. o happy 24th birthday, Cameron. You accomplished soooo much. I took another swig of age-old Nuka-Cola o Quartzo the bitter aftertaste of the de-radiation fluid biting at my tongue. I checked the date. Manufactured October 16th, 2077. Great, I thought to myself. I took a carbonator out of my drawer. I spun the bottom around the top of the bottle, and put it back into the drawer for later. I looked around. As a kid, I remember passing around Nuka-cola quartz like a helium balloon and then turning off the lights, and seeing the room perfectly. It was a small comfort in the otherwise grey vault. I turned on the Vault-Tech TM Terminal, the Log-on cheerful ding drowned out by a knock on my door. I took out my keycard and swiped it in the thin port. The door opened with a whine. I looked around. There was nothing? Strange. I almost closed the door when an impatient o ahemo came from my knees. I craned my neck down to see a small kid holding a bag reading o Vault Lotteryo . o oh, one second. Let me get a Lotto SigPage.o I unlocked the filing cabinet, and shouted to my boss about the Small Child in the doorway. He woke up with a start and shoved me away from the now-open cabinet. He pulled out a pen too small for his meaty fingers, and wrote a sloppy signature on the card. Gathering myself off the floor, I also drew a ticket from the small container and wrote in my best handwriting o Cameron Neilson o Door 5Ao I handed it to the strangely short child. He looked up, and said in a gravely voice o about time, jezz, you doctors take the longest time. No consideration for othero s jobs.o Thato s when I noticed the hairy legs, arms and the wrinkly face. I was taken back by the unexpected tone of voice by the short MAN. I closed the door. It latched back with a satisfying click. I sat back at my desk and turned on the evening news. o Thato s right Dan! All of those that signed up have a chance to win win win! Otherso ¦ not so much.o The male anchorman said. o dangit. I Missed the news because of that stupid old man. Another knock at my door. o Just when I got comfyo I whispered to myself. I opened the door again. This time, it was a man, normal sized. I recognized him immediately. This was Andrew spachali, My childhood friend. We went to school together and played videogames until work called, and we had to stop spending so much time on the computers. He currently works in the food department, growing crops that helps us stay alive. He looked nervously. He was fiddling with his thumbs and was pale. His eyes jumped around my room, crazily. o co ¦c..can I come in?o he said. o well, I dono t see why noto I replied. I went into the back of the clinic and grabbed a chair. The sound of my snoring boss from his office. Me being not so strong dragged the wooden chair from the storage. I came back to see Andrew sitting in My chair. o Hum, ok?o I put the chair near him and sat down. I sat there, thinking of what I was going to ask him. I finally blurted out o whato s wrong? Is it Kylee? Did she dump you? He took a deep breath and said o no ito s not anything like that. Another deep breath. I accidentally put my name in the lottery and then ito s actually this o explore the outsideo and Io m really super-duper scared please help me-he-hee! I was confused. Lotto? Explore the outside? Io d not herd of thiso ¦ waito ¦ the News! Goddangit I whispered. He looked up. o you too? Oh no. oh no oh no oh no! we are going to DIE out there! Oh please oh please! Goddess Luna, watch over us and please dono t let us get chosen tomorrow!o he started to cry. Andrew isno t the toughest guy in the world, but Io ve never seen him like this. He NEVER cries. Ever. And now heo s crying like a kid that was just hit in the sore shoulder. o Io m sorry, Io ll just be going. He opened the door and left. I finished the rest of the Nuka-cola, the sudden, temporary depression hitting me like a train. I looked at my life. What a lame excuse it was. I had never done anything. The peak of my like was finishing a 150 year old game that was slow as a sloth on lazy day. (but it was pretty cool) I finished up my report of 3 words o nothing happened todayo and left to go on the elevator. I entered it and pushed floor 5 on the pad. I leaned against the wall and looked up. A young woman, about my age was standing there. I didno t know it at the time, but she would be the most important person in the world.



The next day was grim. I didno t go to work. Instead, I left for the assembly. All of those that put their name in the bag HAD to be there. If not, you could be arrested, or killed. That was crazy! Was it really that serious? I spotted Joe, my boss staring at the grey floor. An annoying ringing noise came from the speakers. o may I please have you attentiono the overseer said. We rarely saw the overseer. She was always in her office, passing new laws and finding ways to solve conflicts. Her fiery red hair was either the work of radiation or hair dye. Most likely the latter. She had strange purple eyes, very rare for vault 94. It was the o marko of royal blood. If you where born from 2 parents of royal blood, and did not have purple eyes, you where sent to the orphanage. Harsh. I suppose she was lucky. o as you all know, we are running low on food.o what????o I blurted out, immediately wishing I could just disappear. Luckily, nobody cared, accept for a warning glare from a security member. o we now have to go outside and gather food, or find a civilization or us to survive and thrive. There will be a total of 5 of you that are chosen, and one that will win over 1,000,000 des. The winner is: Joe niland. Congratulations, your money will be sent to your room.o A shout from my boss came from the other side of the room. o nowo ¦o the overseer said to gather our attention, o 5 of you will now be chosen to go outside. These people are: Samuel Grey, Grant Bend , Andrew spachali , Emily Roberts and Cameron Neilson.o My eyes widened. What where the chances? At least ½ of the vault was there. A huge sigh of relief came from the rest of the room. o all of those that where not chosen, please step out. Thank you for your time, 1,000 des will be sent to your room.o The overseer said in a kind tone. Everyone stepped out. when there was only the 5 of us, the overseer said o please, come closer.o We all glanced at each other, and then stepped forward. o 10,000 den will be sent to your room. Buy whatever you feel is necessary. I suggest that you all talk to each other, so you know what you do and dono t need.o We all left for the grocery store. Because I work at the clinic, I was able to snag 5 bandages, 3 stimpaks and a doctors bag. I also grabbed some bobby pins, and bought some tools from the hardware store. I took all of my food, and packed it in a bag that read o Vault 94 o Welcome bago . I got that at school. I packed my Nuka-cola and my pip-boy. I see some people wear their pip-boys. They have so many more uses than just the radio and the news. By the end of the day, I had:



14 cans of food



2 canteens full of water



A Small rifle and a pistol, 20 rounds for each. A screwdriver, a wrench and 9 bobby pins



5 bandages



3 stimpacks



Doctoro s bag



Some Tough clothes, imbedded with leather and melted-down shells. A backpack and my pip-boy.



Old Nuka-Cola o quartzo



And then, we where gathered at floor 1. Andrew had packed an extra canteen and ammo, but neglected to bring his pip-boy and a pistol.



Emily brought more medical supplies than I thought I would need out here.



And the other 2 brought shotguns and tons of ammo, but forgot food. They figured that if they brought the weapons, we would help with the consumables.



I figured I should have brought more, I had tons of extra room. Enough to fit another weapon! I suppose that traveling light would also mean I could carry more things from out there back. We worked out what time it would be outside. Technically, outside ito s morning, but in here, ito s the afternoon. We drank some coffee before we came to floor 1. o alright, Io ll be opening the door in 3o ¦ 2o ¦o I was nervous, my hands got clammy and my face was cold. I looked over at Andrew, he was worse than me. His legs where wobbly, and he had his pistol at the ready. I took a deep breath. o 1o ¦.o The door operator said. I exhaled, then stood up tall. o go!o the door opened differently than I expected. I was pushed inwards, than was rolled to the side, making a crescent-shaped doorway. Blinding light came from the doorway. The first step was hard, but someone had to do it. I started toward the door, looking more confident than I really was. And then, my foot touched dirt for the first timeo ¦.