#vault 666

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Vault 666 presents:  Very Important Scientific Research.

*Modern era ghouls surveyed - for classic ghouls, please see “t-shirt and cargo pants” 

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Vault Joel

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“I have a new rule for Vault 666 in Fallout Shelter - a baby CAN be born as a last resort to get the number of dwellers needed BUT!!! 1) The hellspawn must be played as an evil character in one of the other fallout games, start to “finish.” 2) Until you are finished with that hellspawn, no one else can enter Vault 666. Lunchbox dwellers must wait outside. 3) You must finish the main story of the game the hellspawn is in. 4.) The Hellspawn must take the same name as it does in fallout shelter. 5.) The Hellspawn must spread misery and death wherever he or she goes, no matter how small.

It’s more fun than it sounds… at least to me.”

Fallout Confessions

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More Vault 666 quick drawings based on minor character trivia, featuring:

Husk was born and raised in New Vegas, it’s kind of a mystery why he left the Mojave and came to the Wasteland, but the weather difference (and ghouls being shit at temperature regulation) is why he’s usually bundled up 

(except I just googled the timeline and apparently the strip has only been active for less than a decade? So either I have to make him way older or pretend Mr. House got off his ass super early in this AU)

Angel Dust never wants to take off his boots around others because he is embarrassed by his missing toes (birth defect, accident, amputation, Val shot them off in a fit of rage? who knows, he’s not talking)

Alastor uses my absolute favorite Bethesda build and is a high-charisma stealth/sniper character. He can talk his way out of 99% of problems if he wants to, and the rest he simply vanishes and aerates their skulls from a distance

Vaggie is not comfortable showing lots of skin, even with Charlie for some mysterious reason

Adam is a douchey greaser out of his armor

Army of Righteous commanders get power armor, rank and file have something between Brotherhood flightsuits and Enclave hazmat suits

They have a tradition of etching the X onto the helmet after their first dozen kills as a status symbol

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Despite lending his resources and staff to Charlie for her Hotel, Alastor himself usually kept to his radio station, popping in seemingly at random just to watch them struggle. As time passed, however, Charlie noticed a change in his visits. He had started to linger, despite still refraining from joining in on her planned activities, and on some daytime visits she noticed him pacing around the perimeter of the Hotel, scuffing marks into the packed dirt where shadows fell. Later, his building crews began putting up low wire fences that wouldn’t be much use for defense.

One morning, she was jarred out of bed by a cheerful reveille and dragged outside to find stacks of dirt, fertilizer, seeds, starter plants, and tools. The whole crew spent the morning digging up the grounds of the hotel, turning the soil over and planting while he lectured them on how to maintain a garden.

Later that night, after they wiped off the sweat and dirt and Vaggie was helping apply cream to her sunburn, she asked Charlie why she was still so giddy after hard labor all day. Charlie beamed at her girlfriend and explained that this garden meant Alastor was planning for their future.

Alastor refusing to do even a joke project half-assed:

Charlie: This is symbolic, I just know it.

I was working on turning over and replanting my own garden for the season and had to have them doing it too.

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Trying to do a group piece for Vault 666, but here's an in-progress bit of the part with Husk and Angel Dust, since I don't know how long it'll take to finish the whole thing.

Everyone’s favorite part about the cool post-apocalyptic action RPGs is thinking about gardening, right?

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tfw you are soft for one (1) person.

I posted a huskerdust wip earlier so here is a chaggie one too.

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TERMINAL. BABY. FACE.

Another silly Vault 666 comic, because every time I draw something with Lucifer in it his stupid baby face bugs me. 

It drives him crazy in-universe too, though. He can’t grow facial hair to save his life (only patchy little wisps of almost-invisible blonde peach fuzz). He is 5'2″ and has a baby face and it is SO HARD to get people to take him seriously sometimes. He likes wearing his lab coat outside of his workshop because people still tend to associate “scientist” with “authority” and he will take whatever help he can get at this point.

Doesn’t help that most Wastelanders age like milk due to exposure to elements, poor nutrition, tons of environmental hazards, and radiation everywhere. 

Text translation below cut:

Charlie: Bye guys, be good!

Lucifer: Have fun, girls!

Angel: Must’ve been tough, raisin’ Charlie.

Lucifer: Huh? ...Not really. The vault was safe, and Lilith was SUPER hands-on.

Angel: Well, yeah, but she’s in her 20s now, right? You must’ve been crazy young when she was born.

Lucifer: Uhh... I’m 47.

Angel: NO FUCKIN’ WAY!

Arrow to Alastor: 36 years old