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<blockquote data-quote="Falkus" data-source="post: 2581696" data-attributes="member: 22634"><p>Security Patrol 6. That’s what they were known as to begin with. On this day, on the fifth level of Vault 52, it was just standard, routine patrol. Walk around, make sure nothing goes wrong. It rarely did, ever since a third of the population moved out onto the surface.</p><p></p><p>Two hours into the patrol, and Hef’s radio squawked. “Hef here,” he said. His personnel modified shotgun was hanging at his side. He was never far from it.</p><p></p><p>“This is Young,” Jamie Young was the head engineer in the vault. “Got a job for you. Most of my other boys are busy. Vent shaft is making funny noises in recycling on level seven. Until our topside factories are fully functional, we depend on that area. I want you to find out what’s wrong, and fix it.”</p><p></p><p>“Can’t you send someone-” Hef started to say.</p><p></p><p>“Can it Hef. I want you, and your time to do the job. Young out.”</p><p></p><p>“You heard the man,” Quinn said. “Beats walking around all day. Let’s get going.”</p><p></p><p>After a bit of coaxing, Hef finally agreed to go. Rebellious to the core, he was a known troublemaker, and kept having issues with his superiors officers in security and engineering.</p><p></p><p>It took them about five minutes to get down to the recycling area. The only automated center in the entire Vault, it was capable of turning the entire daily garbage output of the Vault into usable materials for fabrication and hydroponics. Very few people came in here, just a janitor and an engineer on occasion to make sure everything was running properly,</p><p></p><p>As they looked around, they heard a distinct rattling from the vent on the north-east corner of the room. Sounded like a fan was loose.</p><p></p><p>“I’m not checking that,” commented Beef, looking at the vent apprhensively. “I know how this works. I look in there, and some monster tears my face off.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s just in the movies,” Gunther shot back at him. While they discussed the issue, Hef climbed up on the footladder to get at the fan.</p><p></p><p>“Everything’s perfectly all right,” he commented, as he removed the cover. “See, nothing hap-” and was cut off as a hundred pound cockroach came out of the shaft, chittering, as it cut open a wound on his arm</p><p></p><p>“GET IT OFF ME!” he screamed, as two more followed the first out into recycling. Half a dozen weapons cleared their holsters. </p><p></p><p>Despite the original surprise, the fight ended quickly. Beef, with a huge Desert Eagle, splattered one, and Grey blasted a second one down with his twin Glocks, and finally, Hef smeared the last one all over the wall with a twelve gauge shotgun shell. The end result of this brief fight was that Hef was almost completely covered in cockroach guts, and totally freaking out.</p><p></p><p>Quinn preformed an impromptu autopsy, while Gunther called it in.</p><p></p><p>“Fascinating,” Quinn muttered, as he viewed the results on his PipBoy. The PipBoy was the ultimate in personnel computers before the war. It used computer chips, instead of vacuum tapes, and could read up to 256K holodisks.</p><p></p><p>“What?” Grey asked, while the others cleaned off and calmed down Hef.</p><p></p><p>“Uranium particles in the blood, and radiation resistant,” Quinn replied. “Some sort of viral particles as well, but I can’t identify them. According to the DNA, this is a hive speices, like an ant, rather than a traditional cockroach. One thing is for sure, radiation could not possibly cause this sort of mutation in a cockroach.”</p><p></p><p>“What’s it mean?” continued Grey.</p><p></p><p>“I’m not sure. I’m gonna call in to security. You keep Hef from freaking out anymore.”</p><p></p><p>Quinn gave a brief and concise report on the rad roaches to Helena Pares, the security chief of the Vault. She was quiet for a moment, obviously deep in thought, then said, with her calm and authoritive voice. “Get in there. Find out how they got in the ventilation system.”</p><p></p><p>“You want us to go in there? Into a cramped ventilation shaft filled with giant, mutated cockroachs?” shouted Hef.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, and I want you to do it without complaint,” Helena ordered. “This is a direct threat to vault security. If these things get into the fabrication, or worse, the environment controls or hydroponic farms, they could kill half the people still here! Find out where they’re coming from, and stop them. Now!”</p><p></p><p>“Yes ma’am!” Quinn said, and headed over to the vent sheft. “Right, who wants to go first?”</p><p></p><p>“That shaft leads back to environment, and north a bit, then it goes up to living quarters,” Hef said, looking down the open shaft. Fortunately, there were no hundred pound cockroaches in sight.</p><p></p><p>Grey pulled out his radio. “Let me check with environment control.”</p><p></p><p>A few minutes of conversation later, and he had enviro sealing up their vent entrance for now, to keep the rad roaches out.</p><p></p><p>“Now, who wants to go first?” Gunther asked.</p><p></p><p></p><p>To be continued…</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Falkus, post: 2581696, member: 22634"] Security Patrol 6. That’s what they were known as to begin with. On this day, on the fifth level of Vault 52, it was just standard, routine patrol. Walk around, make sure nothing goes wrong. It rarely did, ever since a third of the population moved out onto the surface. Two hours into the patrol, and Hef’s radio squawked. “Hef here,” he said. His personnel modified shotgun was hanging at his side. He was never far from it. “This is Young,” Jamie Young was the head engineer in the vault. “Got a job for you. Most of my other boys are busy. Vent shaft is making funny noises in recycling on level seven. Until our topside factories are fully functional, we depend on that area. I want you to find out what’s wrong, and fix it.” “Can’t you send someone-” Hef started to say. “Can it Hef. I want you, and your time to do the job. Young out.” “You heard the man,” Quinn said. “Beats walking around all day. Let’s get going.” After a bit of coaxing, Hef finally agreed to go. Rebellious to the core, he was a known troublemaker, and kept having issues with his superiors officers in security and engineering. It took them about five minutes to get down to the recycling area. The only automated center in the entire Vault, it was capable of turning the entire daily garbage output of the Vault into usable materials for fabrication and hydroponics. Very few people came in here, just a janitor and an engineer on occasion to make sure everything was running properly, As they looked around, they heard a distinct rattling from the vent on the north-east corner of the room. Sounded like a fan was loose. “I’m not checking that,” commented Beef, looking at the vent apprhensively. “I know how this works. I look in there, and some monster tears my face off.” “That’s just in the movies,” Gunther shot back at him. While they discussed the issue, Hef climbed up on the footladder to get at the fan. “Everything’s perfectly all right,” he commented, as he removed the cover. “See, nothing hap-” and was cut off as a hundred pound cockroach came out of the shaft, chittering, as it cut open a wound on his arm “GET IT OFF ME!” he screamed, as two more followed the first out into recycling. Half a dozen weapons cleared their holsters. Despite the original surprise, the fight ended quickly. Beef, with a huge Desert Eagle, splattered one, and Grey blasted a second one down with his twin Glocks, and finally, Hef smeared the last one all over the wall with a twelve gauge shotgun shell. The end result of this brief fight was that Hef was almost completely covered in cockroach guts, and totally freaking out. Quinn preformed an impromptu autopsy, while Gunther called it in. “Fascinating,” Quinn muttered, as he viewed the results on his PipBoy. The PipBoy was the ultimate in personnel computers before the war. It used computer chips, instead of vacuum tapes, and could read up to 256K holodisks. “What?” Grey asked, while the others cleaned off and calmed down Hef. “Uranium particles in the blood, and radiation resistant,” Quinn replied. “Some sort of viral particles as well, but I can’t identify them. According to the DNA, this is a hive speices, like an ant, rather than a traditional cockroach. One thing is for sure, radiation could not possibly cause this sort of mutation in a cockroach.” “What’s it mean?” continued Grey. “I’m not sure. I’m gonna call in to security. You keep Hef from freaking out anymore.” Quinn gave a brief and concise report on the rad roaches to Helena Pares, the security chief of the Vault. She was quiet for a moment, obviously deep in thought, then said, with her calm and authoritive voice. “Get in there. Find out how they got in the ventilation system.” “You want us to go in there? Into a cramped ventilation shaft filled with giant, mutated cockroachs?” shouted Hef. “Yes, and I want you to do it without complaint,” Helena ordered. “This is a direct threat to vault security. If these things get into the fabrication, or worse, the environment controls or hydroponic farms, they could kill half the people still here! Find out where they’re coming from, and stop them. Now!” “Yes ma’am!” Quinn said, and headed over to the vent sheft. “Right, who wants to go first?” “That shaft leads back to environment, and north a bit, then it goes up to living quarters,” Hef said, looking down the open shaft. Fortunately, there were no hundred pound cockroaches in sight. Grey pulled out his radio. “Let me check with environment control.” A few minutes of conversation later, and he had enviro sealing up their vent entrance for now, to keep the rad roaches out. “Now, who wants to go first?” Gunther asked. To be continued… [/QUOTE]
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