OVER THE VAULT PA SYSTEM: YOUR OVERSEER

[nolandmod]

[[OOC: This broadcast goes out over the Vault’s old speaker system and can be heard in every room in the Vault. Those that chose to tune to the radio station advertised will hear this announcement on loop for the next week at a better sound quality than offered through the damaged speaker system.]]

[The voice that comes over the speaker system is familiar to some of you. For the rest, it is a crisp, solidly non-descript American accent that carries the weight of someone used to unquestioning obedience to his orders.]

Attention Vault 66, this is your Overseer speaking. You may refer to me as Captain Simmons or Overseer. All dwellers are instructed to tune their pip-boys to the Overseer Announcement frequency at least once per day to receive my announcements.

After analyzing reports from the long-term staff, I have authorized three exploratory groups to spend no more than one week each on the surface for reconnaissance. Priorities are: threat assessment of radiation level and local wildlife; gathering of food samples for analysis; and detection of sentient life. Contact with any potential sentients is not approved at this time.

Three team leads have been selected: Zhao Yunlan, Takagi Saya, and, based on personal recommendation, Chocolat Misu.

[There is a small pause and anyone listening closely can hear him mutter ‘Nicholas, if that name was a joke…’ Then he clears his ‘throat.’]

Leads may select a small team of one to three to accompany them. For Vault security, no less than two dwellers may be in the Vault at any one time. Robotic staff will not be included in these missions. Appropriate arms will be checked out upon mission start and returned upon completion.

Questions or concerns may be directed to the Overseer in person. Responses are not guaranteed.

This is your Overseer, over and out.

[[OOC Notes: Scouting missions will begin on July 2, with the opening log including the opening of the Vault door for the first time since the war.

Please address OOC questions here!

Simmons cannot reply over the pip-boy network. To meet with him, reply with a starter thread here.

As a note, during these scouting missions events will occur in the Vault once the door has opened, so even if a character doesn’t go scouting this round there will be action to be had and info to gain!]]

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MEET WITH THE OVERSEER

[nolandmod]

Place your starter here!

As a heads up, questions already answered in a different thread will receive the same answer if asked again.

[pride_outbreak]

Saya made her way to the Overseers office in an annoyed stomp, though closer to the office, she took a deep breath and cooled herself down before engaging. This was something they had all wanted, the ability to venture and see what was left of the world. But the lack of safety really didn't sit well with her... Regardless, she also had some things she wanted to get from the Overseer.

Stopping right at the door, she cleared her throat and knocked three times before calling out, "Excuse me, sir? Captain Simmons? May I come in? It's Ms. Takagi."

[nolandmod]

"You may, Miss. If it's thanks for your temporary promotion, no need."

The bones in the corner of the office are gone now, the rug straightened back out as if nothing had been there. The empty bottles of alcohol are gone, as well. All in all, the place looks more ship shape than the last time she was in the office.

[pride_outbreak]

Saya entered slowly, taking in the new state of the office and nodding in approval. This was... surprising actually.

"Yes, sir, that and other things if I'm to be honest." she started as she stood in front of the desk in a militant pose. If she'd learned anything about his types, it was that respect and chain of command were of utmost important... It certainly always was when it came to her father and his wards.

"Again, I do apreciate the chance to learn more of the outside world and what state it is in. Additionally, finding more resources to reinforce the Vault and improve our chances of survival and defensive capabilities against whatever might await us out there." she paused, looking to see if he made any noticeable motions before continuing.

"In order to plan appropriately, I was wondering if I may review the terminal in this office. I was hoping it would shed some insight into what we may be encountering out there. The people who ran this place, the ones you mentioned 'Vault-Tec' and your military group? They seemed really prepared so I feel they might have had proper predictions and plans set in place for once the Vault opened up. I wish to study them, if possible, so I may increase our teams success and survival rate."

[nolandmod]

"I appreciate your initiative, miss. It only reinforces my decision. But this terminal is for Overseer eyes only, direct orders from Vault-Tec. I can inform you that while some speculation on radiation levels were made, there is nothing directly pertinent to your mission on them."

He pauses for a moment, his optics closing then opening one by one as he considers.

"Save...hm. Well, you make a compelling case. There is a small mystery that needs to be investigated. A radio tower was requested for construction some time ago, and there is reason to think it may have been completed. I'd like a report back on if that happened. Again," he voice turned sharp, "no contact with any sentients is approved. I don't want to be fighting battles before we're ready for them. I'll upload the location on your pip-boy. Just look and report back."

[pride_outbreak]

Saya places a hand on her chin and thinks for a few moments, "That actually would make sense if they were planning on re-establishing communication networks up above so they could better plan their moves with less of a risk. It's actually a pretty common military maneuver." With that said, she nodded and looked back up to Simmons.

"Sir, thank you for that relevant information. I'll make sure to report what we find now that I have a good idea of where to start thanks to your intel." There was so much at hand here and from what she could gather, Simmons was none the wiser about the terminals information... Though something tells her that he was never in on it other than to enforce rules and safety. It seems Vault-Tec were the ones with their hands in the dirty... But she's still not taking chances.

[wildguardian]

Well! That was an exciting announcement. And it certainly sounded like the Overseer wasn't monitoring the pip-boys... or like it didn't care. He wasn't going to complain, whichever it turned out to be.

Still, Yunlan had some important questions to ask before he started trying to tap fellow residents to head out with him; he's even jogging on his way up to the Overseer's office to ask.

He rapped his knuckles against the outer frame of Simmon's office door and peered around.

"Heyo! Interesting message I heard."

[nolandmod]

"You earned it. Don't make me regret it."

The bones in the corner of the office are gone now, the rug straightened back out as if nothing had been there. The empty bottles of alcohol are gone, as well. All in all, the place looks more ship shape than the last time she was in the office.

[wildguardian]

"I'll do my best to live up to your trust," Yunlan proclaims, straight-faced. "Hey, it's looking much nicer in here!"

Fewer corpses! That was a plus. He props his hand on his hip, glancing around. "No, I just dropped by to ask some logistics questions. Like, what kind of weaponry and supplies do you have available? I want to make sure my team's got people who know what they're doing with what I'm gonna hand them."

[nolandmod]

"Fine idea. You'll have access to basic fire arms, .44s or 10mms pistols, and some combat rifles. Mind we have limited ammunition at the moment, you'll need to use those wisely. Combat knives and stun batons are another option."

He floats over towards Yunlan.

"We don't have much to spare for firearms training. Think your men can handle it?"

[wildguardian]

"Well, I've got a few people with firearms skills -- sounds like we ought to get everybody one of the melee weapons to save on ammo, too." He rubs his chin thoughtfully, and doesn't correct Simmons on the 'men' part. Old-fashioned robots, huh.

"Anything on the survival side of thing? Climbing rope, canteens, backpacks?"

[cicadashell]

[Jiro doesn't often make good decisions, and this is no exception. He doesn't want to take orders from Saya or Chocolat, so he's stalking down to the Overseer's office after talking to Yunlan; to express his displeasure with these plans to explore the surface. He bangs loudly on the door, and starts yelling before he gets any response.]

Oi! Simmons! Your choices for team leaders are fucking bullshit!

[nolandmod]

Jiro can hear the locks to the office door engage.

He is on the naughty list.

[cicadashell]

[The cliking of the locks will not deter him; they only encourage more irritated banging.]

OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, ASSHOLE!

[nolandmod]

The silence in response is deafening.

[cicadashell]

[He'll spend another three minutes yelling and assaulting the door, and then stomp off down the hallway.]

[makeadragonwannaretire]

Azula's been having some difficulties the last week or so.

While her group meeting wasn't a total failure it wasn't as enlightening and useful as she'd hoped. Follow that up with her increased level of discomfort with the less sanitary areas of the vault, a lack of sleep and now to top it off, finding out that there were leaders assigned to their first missions on the surface and she wasn't among them?

She had been furious.

But she let her mood settle, channeled her anger into a project she had been working on privately. Now she felt ready to speak with "The Overseer."

Making sure she had a clean jumpsuit on and her hair done up she rapped on the door.

"Captain Simmons? I would like a moment of your time."

[nolandmod]

"Certainly. You, ah," he eyes her up and down with his optic sensors, "Azula, is that right? Come in, soldier."

He hovered over to behind the desk and waved one claw at the chair on the other side. Now that he's tidied up a bit in here, it's almost like a normal meeting. Almost.

[makeadragonwannaretire]

"Correct. Princess Azula, a pleasure to meet you in "person."

Did it still count with a robot? Oh well.

"I'm relieved to see someone taking charge, I was starting to worry that the lack of motivation among the others was going to be harder to overcome. But the possibility of seeing the surface seems to have them rather excited."

[nolandmod]

"Princess." He digests that for a moment. "Which nation are you representing?"

[makeadragonwannaretire]

"The Fire Nation. We boast a strong military, advanced technology though neither appears to be as advanced as your nation." she gestured to him praising his basic existence.

[loveyoudarling]

Chocolat was not one for subtle entrances, not if she wasn't in the middle of a job at least. So it was with little regard that she found herself barging her way into the Overseer's office. Considering the announcement you would think she would be somewhat grateful for the glory and attention, but for some reason she seemed less than happy. Her eyebrows scrunched together and her lips pursed as she came face to face with the strange Mr.Handy that she had heard the others raving about.

"What's the big idea?! I never recalled taking on the mantle of wanting to explore the outside," In fact, she explicitly remembered emphasizing how she would prefer to stay close to the Vault should her beloved Darling ever happen to wake up! This was the opposite of keeping an eye on him! "Is there even a reason that there have to be three teams? And what vote did I miss out on that we ended up as the people chosen?"

Although the more she thought about it she could see why some of the others would not make for good scouting leaders. Sandy was far too young and Jiro was, well, Jiro. Azula seemed capable enough though. And Jill seemed to have a decent chuck of survival expertise under her belt.

[nolandmod]

There is a long moment of silence as he looked the woman up and down.

"Nicholas spoke highly of you. If this was all his idea of a sick joke-"

Simmons doesn't have teeth, he doesn't have a jaw. Yet somehow he does a great impression of grinding his teeth in aggravation. "

I'll see to it he's punished. Is this an official request to be relieved of command?"

[loveyoudarling]

"Wait... Nicholas recommended me?" Nicholas. The grumpy bit of a bot who had only been ordering her around and criticizing her all this time put her onto his personal recommendation list? Really...

Her expression seemed to calm down at this sudden revelation. The corner to her lips upturning slightly as she considered how she could possibly use this later.

"Hmn, well, if that's the case. I may be willing to pull my weight a bit. But don't you think I deserve something out of it? After all, being so suddenly thrown into something without knowledge or consent, on top of all the work he's made me do around the vault in place of him over this past month. I'd say he pretty much owes me at this point."

[nolandmod]

"Promotion is your reward. What that boy's talked you into isn't my concern. I only need to know if a replacement for you is needed."

It's an honor to serve, clearly.