IN FALLOUT WITH A REWARDS SYSTEM

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Waking up i feel a flurry of memories rush into my head giving me a idea of what happened and where I am...

"FUCK IM IN FALLOUT" I scream out in horror... and worse of all i am not in the post apocalypes fallout but I'm in the pre war era!

[REWARD SYSTEM ACTIVATED! CONGRATULATIONS ON REINCARNATING IN FALLOUT... REWARDS: PERSONAL VAULT WITH CRYO PODS - 30 SCOUT ROBOTS.]

Hearing this I couldnt help but happily yell out, "IM NOT DYING."

Accepting the rewards i feel a small tremor under my home... luckily i lived alone.

Going to my basement i find a new sealed hatch and opening it up i find a ladder going deep into the ground and after going down it i find a stereotypical vault door.

after opening it up and getting a nice opening scene i enter it to find a full copy of vault 111.

"this is a copy paste... couldn't be original?" i ask while rolling my eyes, going through the whole vault i notice one thing... it had no other items except the essentials.

"wait... dont the cryo pods need to be activated from the outside?"

looking through some of the computers i couldnt help but be happy at having gained my body's original memories, but after looking through the computers they all said it they needed to be activated from out side...

"can i use the scout robots... wait no can they even last that long?" i ask myself not expecting the system to answer... but it did.

[SCOUT ROBOTS HAVE BEEN MODIFIED WITH A UNKNOWN METAL THAT ABSORBS RADIATION AND RECHARGES THE ROBOTS, WHILE THE ROBOTS WONT HAVE ALOT OF RADIATION TO ABSORB INSIDE THE VAULT THEY'LL GO INTO SLEEP MODE TO KEEP ENERGY COSTS DOWN.]

"good i have my helpers, hmm ill have to summon them when the shits actually going down because right now is October 13th..."

Deciding not to summon them now i leave the vault and entering my house again i take note of my location.

"hmm i live in Jamaica Plains so i wont have any random come up to my home and find my vault... but leaving here will be a issue." I mumble as I think of the pros and cons of where my safe haven was at.

"well ill leave that issue for my future self, right now what i gotta do is get some non perishables... and caps, sadly i cant get weapons since they... ironically are very restricted causing a huge black market for pipe weapons but thats another issue... im not touching those guns with a 12 foot poll... fucking explosive hazards."

I say with deep conviction thinking of all the horror stories my old self heard of homemade weapons exploding. Grabbing a coat and my wallet i leave to buy supplies.

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