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[A while ago, Boone was shot. Not long after that, he died. End of story, right?]

[Yeah, no. After waking up in a bed in the infirmary, missing his weapons and feeling slow and sluggish, Boone has made it back into the hallway and is looking... lost. He's not supposed to be here. It was over for him- he felt himself slip away, and yet here he is... standing here as if nothing happened, vaguely aware that he's missing a huge chunk of time. He'd doubt that any of it ever happened in the first place, but he's seen the scar on his stomach.

He thinks back to the last thing he remembers- Elle by his side, trying desperately to save him. She'd been hysterical. All for him. Huh... it's a strange feeling. Someone giving a damn. He almost wishes she hadn't. She'd saved him a lot of pain with all the Stimpaks and Med-X she'd stuck him with, but in the end she'd had to watch him die. Just someone else who had to suffer because of him.]

[Walking feels odd after so long. He's acutely aware of the fact that he's unarmed, but he doesn't know if he can make himself care. What's the worst that can happen when you've already died? Goddamnit... he thought it was over. It was supposed to be his time. It hadn't been quick, and it had been at the hands of the Legion, but it was over. Now, he doesn't know what to do with himself. He could say he's pissed off but that wouldn't come close to how angry he is that he's walking around again. The only thing he feels he can do is make life hell for the people who killed him in the first place. Yeah... they weren't expecting him to come back from this, either. Sibyll showed him her true face because she thought he was a dead man, and Vulpes... that son of a bitch must have ordered her to follow him in the first place. If he didn't have a reason to hate the Legion before, he sure does now- and Vulpes just put himself at the top of Boone's shit list. First, though... he needs to get his weapons back, which means finding Elle. Christ, he hopes they haven't gotten to her, too.]

((haha... he was supposed to be dead for three days but it kind of didn't work out like that :| so uh, yeah. pissed off boone walking the hallways.))

andiwillfollow

[A six foot tall ghoul of a man (or zombie, if you're into that kind of bigoted talk!) stepping out of the nurse's office and into the halls wearing weathered cloths and scratched armor is probably not the prettiest picture. Less so when said man is cradling a shotgun in his arms as if ready to fire on a moment's notice. Despite every inch of visible skin on the bodyguard's face being rotted away to the point where the nose and patches of red hair couldn't be assed to cling on any longer, Charon doesn't look like a shambling groaning mess most are used to seeing in the movies.

He's outwardly calm, if a bit stiff, and clearly has it together.

Well, figuratively. ~~Even then that's debatable~~.

His filmy blue eyes scan the halls with little urgency. It was weird. He had been in Underworld keeping an eye on the place as usual. Ahzrukhal hadn't ordered him to move so he didn't, yet he managed to end up in this place? No matter. He would just have to return to his duty.

As he moves down the halls, he makes sure to keep his shotgun out and ready. After all, he still had no idea where the hell he is.]

nojusticeonlyme

[The sun has begun to set when something...odd appears in the sky. At first glance, it's merely a shooting star streaking across the sky. At second glance, it seems a bit closer. Third glance? Definitely closer, and coming in fast. Should one stick around long enough, one would see a very tall man (or possibly a very tall skeleton in a black robe) riding a horse of absolutely pure white down from the heavens at about Mach 3.

Thankfully, a seemingly inevitable crash is avoided when He gently tugs on the silver reins, slowing the horse down to trot before landing softly on the ground. The rider looks around, intrigued, before speaking to His horse with a voice like sarcophagus lids slamming shut.]

IT APPEARS THAT WE ARE NO LONGER ON THE DISC, BINKY.

[[OOC: If you don't know the cannon, I strongly suggest reading this first so you'll get a better idea of what your muse is seeing: nojusticeonlyme.dreamwidth.org/333.html]]

Current Location: Courtyard

moderndaydragon

[So, maybe you were just relaxing in your dorm. Or getting a shower, or what have you. But there's a knock at your door, soon enough! On the other side is Karasu with a bag over her shoulder, who gives a bright smile just before asking:]

Would it be okay if I looked through your closet?

imthe_shit

[ You never could let your guard down... Didn't matter what the place looked like. It might have looked like a school, but it could have been a deathtrap. Snake had seen a lot of things during his life, and things only seemed to get stranger as he got older... He'd figured after that "Nexus" place, he'd seen the last of the crazy stuff, but here he was, stuck inside what looked like a University Campus.

Not that he was going to buy it. He readied his pistol and stuck to a nearby wall, slowly peering around the corner, activating the Solid Eye to scan the area. Just like old times... He just didn't have anyone to talk to. ]

Hnn...

thelivingshadow

For anyone who happened to be taking a stroll through the jungles there was a new creature haunting the shadows of the trees. This large beast didn't know these jungles or how he had arrived in them, but at least he had found dinner. There was a bloody trail on the ground and foliage leading into a small clearing, where he was currently feasting on the carcass of a freshly killed deer. He was alert to his surroundings in case other predators were about, but relaxed in posture, as he had yet to encounter any life that would be a threat to him. Come say hello at your own risk.

colddecking

[Anyone wandering through the courtyard will be confronted by a newcomer, sitting on the edge of the fountain with a lit cigarette dangling from one hand. Her short hair is dusted with sand, and her clothes show signs of severe wear and tear. She stubs the cigarette out on the fountain, then reaches up to rub her forehead.]

[This isn't Novac. This isn't the Mojave. And this definitely isn't normal. Still, as long as she has her smokes, Dinah will try her best to roll with the punches. Even if it means that she has to pester a thousand people for answers. Which she basically does anyway.]

[The joys of being shot in the head and buried alive.]

At least this is a nice change of pace from getting blown up by convicts or mauled by giant ants.

wildcard_of_the_desert

( For thumbsdown and truetocaesar. Now featuring quixotically! Warning: Violence )

redrage

[In the grand scale of things that a magus might encounter in their lives, kidnapping was not very high on the fright level. It was humiliating, insulting, and very foolish, but it was not frightening.

Touko Aozaki, even with her red hair tied back into a high ponytail, even dressed in a simple shirt and trousers combo, could be frightening. The look in her eyes didn't show it. Behind her glasses was a kind expression that looked at people pleasantly.

But she could be frightening none-the-less.

Holding her cigarette in one hand and her suitcase in the other, she seemed to be searching for something. Occasionally she paused outside the locked doors of the place, tapping them with her cigarette in an odd manner and muttering odd words.]

Algiz, Sowilo.

[The astute might recognize them as runes. Really, they just sound like foreign curses.]

Not this one either... Hm. Are any of these rooms really suitable?

[Returning the cigarette to her mouth, she glanced around for other people before continuing. One more room checked off the list.]

blueyesfanboy

Today, everybody received a neatly written note under their doorstep:

TUESDAY, AUGUST 20TH ONLY
COME DOWN TO THE BEACH FOR A SPECIAL FEAST!
We will be having BBQ, ice-cold sodas and alcohol (please only drink if you are 21 or older, thank you), and a cooler filled with icecream. There will also be beach toys and towels for the kids. Enjoy the fun and the sun!

So, if you were so curious as to let that note tantalize you and headed to the beach just outside the Campus, you would find the sweet nurse Lisa to greet and welcome you in...and then lunch lady Edna scowling at you as she cooked.

At least with Lisa's supervision, the food might just be bad, instead of likely to give you food poisoning, right?!

"Enjoy the fun and the sun!"

thatcatfrom101

[There was such a shortage of things to do around this place for someone like Roy, who had spent about a good deal of time (a week that felt like a year) either shooting at things or running from things before he had arrived here. All he seemed to do around campus was hoard things, explore, and sit in a corner somewhere to brood. He could practically see the look of disapproval on his father's face. He could hear him chastising him for sitting around instead of "sharpening his mind".

Which is why Roy can be found in the library, sitting at a table with stacks of medical books all about, his gun atop one of the stacks. He remembers where he and his father left off, and it was something he was interested in (after years of having medical studies drilled into his skull) and most importantly...it provided an excellent distraction from the fact that he's been here for a few months and still has no idea where the hell his father went.

Roy slams the book he had been reading shut, tossing it on the table with little care as to how much sound it makes, before reaching for another.]

...Feel like I'm in Mr. Crotch's class all over again.

wildcard_of_the_desert

Just a little to the left and open! [Sibyll announces triumphantly, standing up and pushing the door open to what should have been an unexplored ruin. Except it's not. Clearly confused, she takes a few steps into the bizarrely green courtyard. Pulling out a handgun, she looks around, clearly bewildered. Behind her, the door creaks shut and vanishes into the wall.]

Wait, no! [A little panicked, she presses her hand up against where the door used to be, tapping it lightly in an attempt to hear a hollow 'thump' that may indicate a hidden door. Not that there's any to be found.]

...Well, damn.

thumbsdown

[Having met the Courier a short while ago, Boone has felt more encouraged to look for a way out of this place again. Today he'd spent some time just strolling along the corridors, opening doors and shaking his head when they led to nothing more than common rooms or vacant dorms. In fact, he's almost losing hope again when the next door he opens gives him a shock. It... seems to lead straight into the Mojave wasteland.

Boone is, by nature, a suspicious kind of guy. And yet he can smell the scorched earth and feel the heat from the sun, even here- real as the clothes on his back. This has to be it... right? Gripping his rifle, he slowly edges into the room. If this really is the Mojave... well, for all he knows there could be a cazador nest just out of his line of sight. He'd rather made sure the coast is clear before trying to find Elle.

He stops dead when he feels something cold and heavy clamp around his neck. His first instinct is to grab at it, and his hand finds metal. Though the door hasn't shut behind him, he suddenly realises that if he tries to get back through there now, the collar around his neck will detonate. He can't say how the realisation comes to him- he didn't even know it was rigged to explode- but he suspects it's something to do with this room. So... this isn't really the Mojave, huh. More like a trap- and he fell for the bait. Swearing under his breath, Boone backs away from the door and checks out his surroundings. No doubt there are some requirements he has to fulfill in order to get out of here.]

((this room happens to be a ~*~*team building exercise*~*~! as soon as another person enters the room with you, one of two things will happen- you will be attacked by multiple enemies (their type depending on which world you've stepped into, obviously), or a natural disaster of some kind will occur (think earthquake, hurricane, that kind of thing). in both cases, you and your partner will have been fitted with an explosive collar, set to detonate if you try to cross the door back into the school too early, if you and your partner wander too far from each other, or if your partner dies. your character will be aware of these rules the moment the collar is fitted- don't ask how, you probably don't want to know. the world you step into can be any kind you like, so go nuts! the collars will automatically deactivate and drop off once you and your partner have survived a full night or day.))

quixotically

[This is not the Tops.

Well, okay. Elle hasn't been in the casino before, so it might be the Tops. But there are no card tables, no roulette, no gamblers. Just... this building. This mostly empty building.

Besides. She doesn't remember ever falling asleep, so why did she wake up to the nervous face of a nurse hovering over her?

When she asked where she was, the nurse told her that it's a school, of course. Elle hasn't seen any school that looks like this, though, to be fair, the only school she's seen has been the one in Goodsprings, so that's not really accounting for much. Further questions about how to get to first the Tops, then the Strip, then New Vegas entirely fell flat as soon as they were asked. It's... concerning, she'll admit. After leaving the clinic, Elle hovered uncertainly just outside its doors, uncertain about what she should do now.

That mood doesn't last long, though. Even if it wasn't standard procedure to begin to scavenge any new location, there's no way that her curiousity would let her just leave this place without exploring a little.

"A little" has led her into the North Wing. Currently, the Courier can be found stepping in and out of one room in particular, because from the hallway, it just looks to be an empty classroom, but as soon as she steps into it...

... it opens up into a butterfly conservatory.

This last time she steps out of the room, though, she seems to have something on her nose.]

What -- What is this thing?

[It's hard to tell if she knows you're there in the hallway with her or if she's just talking out loud to herself.]

intercom_voice

[Suddenly, like twice before, that tell-tale screeching of feedback rings through the halls before an authoritative, but clearly female voice speaks.]

Hello, students! I see you've all been doing well, and truly taking to heart the lessons you've been learning during your stay at our wonderful facility.

[There's a small pause before she starts up again, an air of amusement to her voice.]

I'm sure you all miss your friends and family very much, but do not fret, because your studies and the lessons you learn here are of the utmost important. Build character, and climb the ladders of success, all of you!

[With one final teeth-wrenching burst of feedback, the announcement ends.]

---

Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

Mingle, have fun, and don't forget to tag your series name!

perpetuallyexposedchest

[It was one of those nights. The kind of night where Miguel's most painful memory lays alongside him in bed, quietly strangling tears from his eyes. Sometimes it seemed like no matter what bed he tried to escape to, the memory always knew where to find him; seeping into his mind just to constrict and choke the happiness out of his brain. ...He's been far too sober for far too long.]

[Hefting himself up from bed, Miguel decides to go on yet another search for anything capable of numbing his senses. Booze is preferred- but anything capable of dulling him down and blurring his thoughts would have to do tonight. He just needs something to fix this damned forced sobriety that has plagued him for nearly a month now.]

[...And luckily, it isn't long before he finds it! Completely by chance, the Spaniard happened to wander into an open door which mysteriously didn't lead to yet another classroom- but instead a large open bar and lounge. To Miguel it might as well have been heaven. He has already enjoyed quite the plethora of drinks available by the time others began showing up, and so he's pleasantly drunk himself at the moment, and in a much better mood than he had been in previously.]

[Where did he get that guitar from? Well, don't worry about that. But as of right now he's sitting upon the bar table itself; playing the guitar impressively well- especially when considering the fact that he is drunk and his wrist is still healing from a fight he got into about a week ago.]

((OOC: Perhaps it's the sweet sound of a Spanish guitar that draws you in? Or just the inviting sight of actual booze? Either way- DRINK UP! Miguel is distractedly absorbed in playing his guitar at the moment but feel free to poke him regardless or chat amongst yourselves.))

Current Mood: drunk
Current Location: AN OPEN BAR/LOUNGE

intercom_voice

[Much like last time, the intercom buzzes to life in the middle of the night for only a moment. An annoyed sigh can be heard.]

Oh dear. That's not supposed to happen...

[That's the last thing everyone will hear during the night. But in the morning, they will find themselves surrounded by vegetation so thick it'd be almost impossible to tell that they're in a school if they didn't already know. Vines coming out of the floorboards and covering the walls/ceilings, exotic plants growing out of the walls. Not to mention the wildlife! Just about any animal you would imagine to be in a jungle, dangerous or not, can be found lurking in the school. But don't worry! Not every corner of the campus is infested with poisonous plants and carnivorous beasts. The cafeteria is one hundred percent clear. It seems that the lunch lady's awful cooking is doing some good at keeping the wildlife at bay. In fact, anything that starts to grow anywhere near to doors of the lunchroom dies off pretty quickly!

May want to steer clear of the auditorium, though. The vegetation there is the thickest...and most dangerous.]

((TIME FOR ANOTHER EVENT. Seeing as how this one went up a day late it'll go on until the 19th. Every area is covered in vines, flowers, and animals. Some are dangerous (plants included) and some are harmless -- I'll leave that up to player discretion on what's hanging around. As long as they're plants/animals that would normally be found in any kind of jungle. Remember: nothing too big, it has to fit in the campus! The air is also really humid and muggy. The auditorium will have the bulk of the dangerous animals/plants, and also the biggest!

Lisa the nurse will be around to heal wounds or any poison (the symptoms of the poisonous plants are up to you. It's not a mind altering poison or anything, though), but her office will still be filled with vines and small animals, nothing dangerous. And as mentioned above the cafeteria is all clear and Edna will be around cooking all her awful food. Have fun!))

perpetuallyexposedchest

[Very much annoyed that he mysteriously can't seem to exit the room he entered for some reason, Miguel lets out an annoyed grunt.]

Que suplicio- What now??

[This room is very odd indeed; mounds of random junk littering the floor against the walls and in all four corners of the large space. In the middle of the junk-filled room, there is a table. On that table is a hat. Within the hat are small slips of paper with something written on them.]

[Entrants into this certain room will find themselves unable to leave until they draw a slip of paper and then locate whatever (or whoever) is written on it. The door opens only when the item is brought out with them. Items can be nearly anything; ranging from a puppy to a shoe to a signed copy of the Necronomicon to whatever else.]

((OOC: Players have the option of searching through the mounds of junk for their item (which may take a long while), or participating in a little forced interaction with those other unfortunate trapped souls to obtain what they need to leave. They can help each other out, work only towards their own item, or just mingle with others for the sake of it. It doesn't matter what method they use to get the item or where they find it... Just get what you need! Extra points for creativity in terms of whatever your character must find. It can be just one item or several. For convenience, I'd recommend naming the item that your character must find in the subject-line of your comment. Have fun!))

Current Mood: annoyed
Current Location: Scavenger hunt game room

intercom_voice

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

---
Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

Mingle post! Don't forget to tag your series name.

truetocaesar

[In the post-apocalyptic United States, schools that still stand are are bombed out shells of buildings, just like most everything else. This school, however, appears to be perfectly intact. As an important officer of Caesar's Legion, Vulpes Inculta is often tasked with conducting raids on enemy villages to gather much needed supplies and, hopefully as a consequence, thin the profligate herds. This place looks like it will have a great deal of supplies, ripe for the taking.

Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be a way out once one makes it into the courtyard. Disturbed by this development (how will he report back to Caesar? Will he be considered disloyal?), Vulpes decides to set up camp somewhere safe until he can figure out what to do next.

After some searching, he finds a large gymnasium fully equipped with a pool, exercise machines, gymnastics equipment and miscellaneous items such as weights, jump ropes and boxing gloves. Impressed by all of this intact pre-war supplies, Vulpes gets right to moving all of the heavy equipment toward the bleachers, where he plans to construct a makeshift "fort". Whatever doesn't fit well, he works on destroying to make it fit.]

((Welcome to the campus gym! Feel free to ask Vulpes what he's doing, or mingle and try out some equipment that isn't being destroyed!))

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The Campus

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Entries tagged with fallout new vegas

alright fine jeez he's alive again

TALK TO AHZRUKHAL--oh wait

I promise to lay off the punes, or plays on words

Panty raid time!

war never changes (wait that's not it...)

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Beginner's Luck

[Closed log]

Wandering Souls

Mingle: Beach Side BBQ!

LOSER IN THE LIBRARY

Please don't bite the newbie!

interesting and post-related title here

quest selected: don't fence me in

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[Mingle] A bar! :D

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: JUNGLE FEVER

[EVENT!] SCAVENGER HUNT

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