Start your new life within the Vault.
You are a resident of a Vault, a shelter of a post apocalypse fallout. Choose a number for the Vault you live in, and give yourself a life within the vault.
Make plans, set goals, be an enclosed vault that never open, have your the courage to go outside and explore the wasteland, or have it be an open vault where outside and resident come and go.
Started from the beginning when the bomb fell as you first enter, or start post war; after the bomb fell, and now settling in the vault, or start later in life within the vault, as a born resident of the vault to build a better tomorrow, and prepare for the future.






Life within the Vault.
Being born in a vault, it's been safe, as meny of my fellow dwellers are all the same, I have my neighbors that I seen for all my years growing up. Everyone have a role in the vault, as all the grown up have career to live up to, and now it's the generation to follow there shoes, as graduation is here.
The Critical Youth Occupation Assembly, is our career path, as meny before have gone through this to see what role will be assigned in the vault, as I'm next in line for my CYOA.
note that character are imperfect, so feel free to edit them, and that name characters have two pictures for both gender. You could also add your own.
Before and after it ends.
It was the start of the weekend. Grabbing the paper, greeting your neighbors, having your morning drink, and hearing the news of continuous mention of martial law, and shortage were everyday current, but before they were gonna end the broadcast it came true that, it confirmed on nuclear strike.
You had your registration papers from Vault-Tec a while back, luckily you.
The siren rain loud as the warning of the loud speaker and public servers announcement made it clear. You grab your papers and headed to the Vault on the paper address. All around, people run as some rush for their vehicles, and other have bags that are bunched up in a rush.
The entrance was crowded, as a guard post were holding back the mobs of people who trying to enter. You lift your paper in the air, as you pass through, and the entrance to the huge blast door were open, and other people with similar papers are inside. Then the officials gave the order to close the door, as the alarm and light flicker, that the thick metal cog door roll into place, and push into position, as metal grind to a halt.
You swear you hear gun fire and screaming in-between the closing.
Once the blast door closed, we ask to leave our things to collect later, and line up, as the staff have create that had boxes of jumpsuit, that is assigned to the vault, as everyone got their jumpsuit, and were given a number of residents to the housing we are give.
We walk as the floor is paved and had direction on the wall to resident wing, and other facilities within the vault, and once I found my door number, the inside was spacious enough, not as big as home but, this is home.
What look like a living room is shared with a kitchen as three other door is two identical room for bedding and the other is extra, and the bathroom, small but enough for a shower, toilet, and sink to fit.
I enter my new room as I change into my jumpsuit, it was new, as it's adjustable, as sat on my now bed, it was quite as I can hear the hum of the lights, and the hollow of the walla, as the pipes overhead breaths.
note that character are imperfect, so feel free to edit them, and that name characters have two pictures for both gender. You could also add your own.