Possum's d20 Modern: Fallout part 1

A few hours after you set out again, you reach Ashland. The abandoned and nearly destroyed houses appear more and more frequently, but there's something strange about these ruins. It appears that the most serious of the damage is man-made. It takes only a few minutes to see why, as a large wall made of wood, totaled cars and chain link fence appears on the horizon. Through small holes in the wall, you can see the occasional human figure watching you warily.

There appears to be a gate to the north.
 

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Alicia agrees with Winston, "Yeah, this might be actual civilization. If we get within range of pistols and they open fire, we are dead meat. Everyone, put them away. If no one else has any ways with words, I can try to be diplomatic and talk them."

Alicia approaches the gate with her hands out palms up, hoping that it will be recognized as a sign of peace.


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Alicia’s CS
 

Alicia hears the sound of some type of longarm being cocked as she nears the gate, and can see a man clad in a type of leather armor staring at her from the gate, firearm aimed at her.

"State your business!" he says.

"You stupid idiot," an authoritative voice says from beside the first guard. "Can't you see the uniform? She's from the Vault!"

The first guard lowers his rifle and quickly apologizes.
 

Chase was nervous as they approached the wall, his gun tucked into his belt. Hands out of his pockets with his palms facing them. When he heard the gun cock he had to stop himself from twitching, grabbing and aiming himself but knew that would be a sign of aggresion and he didn't even know if he could hit the guy from where he was. [This is what we get for all coming up at once...] Chase thought to himself but was then the rest of his thought was interrupted when the other guy spoke. A short lived feeling of relief ran through Chase. Maybe they'd get an explanation as to how things worked outside the vault.
 

Alicia stops and remains standing with palms up and out, "Good day, we mean no harm. We do come from a recently abandoned vault south of here. What is this place?"

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Alicia’s CS
 

The man who spoke second steps up to the gate, a shotgun over his shoulder. He's wearing loose-fitting clothes made of a rough-looking cloth, covered by the tattered remains of what was once a pretty servicable kevlar vest.

"This is Ashland," he says, pointed to a sign off to the side. It was once the welcome to the sign, but now its "Population 3,230" has been crossed off and not replaced. "We only have a few rules here and those are simple to remember. Don't steal, don't murder anyone and don't threaten the community. Since you're from the Vault," he says, looking at your jumpsuits with a bit of curiosity, "I know it's likely to be much less structured than what you're used to, from what I've read."
 

OOC: Any practical use of the vault suits (like good cold isolation) or could we get rid of them to not show everyone were we come from.


Winston

"How do you do commerce? Barter? Or do you use some kind of money?" Winston asks.
 

Alicia gawks a little at what the man has said and shows interest in the answer to Winston's question. She replies, "It sounds like we can get along fine and obey the rules. I assume we are allowed to defend ourselves, yes?"

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Alicia’s CS
 


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