Roaming the Wasteland

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thank you to everyone that’s reblogged our little promo and joined so far. i still really want this to be a thing, if that’s alright for me to say. it’s been slow, but this is my first time running a group verse. even if you don’t plan on joining, we wouldn’t mind if the word was spread around a little more.

thank you~

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remember, there’s a setting page and an ask box if you’re unfamiliar with the fallout world.

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You wake, but your memories are fuzzy...

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you remember seeing a tear — a real, honest rip in the air itself. The image is fuzzy, but a feeling in your gut tells you that it was real. And through the tear came a hand. Flesh and blood, fingers, grabbed you before you could even think to run. The sensations that followed were overwhelming; pressing, pulling, ripping, splitting, atom-separating. It was painful and frighting, and then

                                                        n o t h i n g.

When you wake, you feel fine. Your head feels a might compressed and your back aches from the metal floor under you, but you’re surprisingly unharmed. You stretch and attempt to stand, only to kick someone in the head.

They groan and you scramble to your feet, heart hammering in your chest. It suddenly hits you; you’re not where you once were, nor are you alone. You are surrounded by others, conscious and unconscious, and you don’t know why.

The room — if it can be called that — is nothing but metal. Long strips of light soak you in artificial but strangely sun-like light. Part of you wants to be comforted by it, but your surroundings are too unsettling. You have too many questions and no one to interrogate, until an ear-splitting crackle fills the air.

“Wake up, you ingrates! Bunch’a lazy ass——!! A single man drags you from one dimension to another, and you don’t even have the decency to wake up on time. Rude.”

The voice isn’t familiar, but there’s a cruel sense of humor behind it that makes you want to punch him in the face. 

What he says next only makes the feeling grow; “Ah, come on, don’t give me that look. You guys are going to be here for a while, so you might as well turn those frowns upside down. Welcome to Vault #32, subjects! Hope you’re ready for a little experimentation!”

Welcome to v; roaming the wasteland an open, Fallout-style group verse inspired by Dangan Ronpa and the Fallout series!

If you like throwing your muse into horrible situations and having them solve murders for the sake of their freedom, then have a look at our blog. All characters are free to join, whether they be canon, OC or part of a multi-muse.

You don’t need to know anything about the Fallout series! The mods will answer any and all questions you have, and have pages dedicated to the lore just in case you’re confused. The canon stories in Fallout have nothing to do with this verse, just the world itself.

We’re sure you’ve seen verses like this before, but this is a first for the moderators running it. Have mercy, please!

There will be murder. There will be triggers and questionable content.

Go ahead and pop on over to the rules and setting page if you’re curious! There’s no rush to join, since we’re going to give everyone plenty of time to think it over and ask questions.

Also, if you feel like you wouldn’t mind lending a hand, let either moderator know so you might become one too. We’re not afraid to accept help if it looks like we’re struggling a little.

We just want everyone to have fun! Don’t be shy~

If you’re positive you want to join, submit the following application to us whenever it’s convenient to you.

IC

NAME: ( only put the name they would want to go by ) AGE: ( children are allowed ) FANDOM: ( if none, just put original character ) STRENGTHS: ( emotional, physical, mental ) WEAKNESSES: ( emotional, physical, mental ) MURDERER: ( are they capable of murder? only put yes if you want them to be a murder during the verse ) VICTIM: ( are they capable of being a victim? only put yes if you’ll allow your muse to be killed )

OOC

NAME: ( the name you want us to know you by ) TRIGGERS: ( don’t be shy, and you can always add more through an ask if you forget some )