[b]Operation: Wasteland_2[/b] --- [b]Operation status:[/b] Extraction of Vault resources commenced, estimated 3 hours until Vault extraction is completed, 6 hours remain until estimated mission completion, 8 hours remain until dawn. --- [centre][b]21:00[/b][/centre] [centre][i]Aesir's journal - "Operation: Wasteland" holotape no.1[/i][/centre] [i]"Vault 59, as per Vault-Tec rules, experimented on it's inhabitants, this isn't an uncommon thing to discover in old Vaults. But what went on in Vault 59... Now, don't take my tone toward this Vault as an indicator of it being a waste of time! My girls are busy loading down the Nightkin with hundreds of pounds of shit from this place, from generators and water purification tools, to food processors, seeds and non-perishables and raw supplies. This Vault even has an armory. An armory! The Eyebot Duraframe model A_1 is cracking it open as we speak-- and we've only just started! "I got into the Overseer's office! And I have gotten some excellent stuff off the terminal, apparently, the Overseer in this Vault had access to every private computer in the whole complex-- it even logs when the Vault door opens, and recorded our use. The nature of a Vault where an Overseer spies on every resident couldn't have been all that great, but it certainly makes our jobs easier. ED-A is downloading it all now. I think it should really help out Yakima's scientific community, which, let's face it, is pretty shy of nonexistent right now. I'm no theoretical physicist, but from what I can make out, this stuff seems really impressive, all of water chip and vault generator information, schematics. Man, it's a treasure trove, practically untouched too! There's also chemical and psychological information that a few scientific minds might find use in, but it's nature brings me back to what I opened this all with: The Vault. "From what I can gather, Vault 59 was entirely dedicated to memory wiping, and memory modification. The early days of the Vault saw easy success in the way of erasing memories, they experimented with methods and apparently found that a liquid taken orally had the best results. Anyway, it was when they started with memory replacement that things get crazy, and as you probably guessed, fuzzier. I'll have EDA download it all for documentation's sake, but I'm not sure there's much to actually be learned from some of this later stuff... The Overseer seems to begin to think the Vault scientists, who appear to be a good portion of the Vault population, are out to get him, the Scientists think the Test Subjects, also a good portion, are being oppressed by Vault Security, and Vault Security begins to think the Overseer is... the Devil? They all begin to use the experimental memory technology against each other in sneaky ways, utilizing the food and air filtration systems. It was a psychological war in it's purest form, we have yet to come across a single blood splatter in 59. "Though, that may in part be due to the still active maintenance bots (which we are totally taking). "The surreal part of Vault 59 is the result of this armed psychological war, waged by it's citizens as a part of a Vault-Tec experiment. It's citizens never died. Well, most of them, when the Overseer used the air systems to pump the air full of memory erasing dust, a handful managed to crack the Vault door open just enough to get out with whatever they had left of their minds. Those who didn't... "...Just... kind of went blank. The Vault door was just open enough to let in a Ghoulifying amount of radiation, you know how that goes. But here's the thing-- I don't think these ghouls are feral. They just stand around and stare at nothing. They haven't lost their minds in the way a feral ghoul has, they occasionally do repetitive motions related to their old life, it seems, and they don't care that us Slags look human, we've deemed it safe to take our Ghoul masks off in here. They don't care, they've lost everything they were. They are just empty shells. "As such, I only think it appropriate to ask that some of this information goes to finding a way to reverse this memory loss. The citizens of this Vault would be a GREAT gain for the Yakima Republic in this region that is otherwise barren. They number 200+ and as fresh minds to the wasteland they'd be easily swayed to the Yakima cause, it would also be easy access to the technologies of a Vault we can't scavenge. Anyway, it's only a request to think about. Over and out."[/i] --- [centre][b]00:00[/b][/centre] 3000lbs. They had managed to get it all, everything that wasn't nailed down, and some things that weren't. They even pick-pocketed everything they could take off of the Vault residents. They had loaded down every Nightkin to their carrying capacity with 3000 lbs of scavenged, untouched, Vault goodies in 4 hours. Aesir's remaining party was reduced to 6 sleek Slag women, as her last Nightkin waved silently, and turning on their stealth boy, left for the encampment. The women soon followed, putting on their Ghoul masks, they left the Vault tunnel and returned to the dark of midnight. The Nightkin would be safe, they were invisible, and one of the few races feral's didn't bother. Her group's job was to rendezvous, with the three Ghoul lookouts and make sure there were no raiders near the area of the Cascadian encampment. They began the trek to the meeting point. --- [centre][b]00:30[/b][/centre] Over an hour since team B had last checked in, Aesir had begun to worry. EDA sparked to life, speak of the devil. A worried characteristically Ghoul voice opened panicky, "Mia's been captured!" Aesir's group moved with fervent haste to the meetup point. --- [centre][b]00:45[/b][/centre] Blue, explained the situation in a hurried and nervous manner. He and his brother, Black, were scouts of a sort for the Cascadians. Mia, a newer member, had just gotten captured not 30 minutes prior. "Midnight was the turning point," Blue explained, "There were just less ferals attacking, and more Raiders actually serious... She just..." He was on the verge of tears. "It was a rookie mistake," Black chimed in, "She had just gotten a new Pipboy, and she left the light on." He continued, "Probably rip it off and give it to whomever's in charge down there." He paused, "After they rape and eat her of course." This pushed Blue over the line and into tears. "Of course," Aesir deadpanned in reply, already formulating a plan. --- [centre][b]00:50[/b][/centre] [hider=Map][img=http://i.imgur.com/SCAbjCA.png] The Slags get more ghouls to attack the Raider Encampment, unseen, cease after 30 minutes. Black, Aesir and EDA move in to retrieve Mia, with Blue providing CONSTANT radio support via EDC. Allotted time for unregistered mission: 30 minutes.[/hider] Aesir had already sent the slag women to do their job, assuming they did it right, and that Black, EDA, and herself could pull of the next part without a hitch,they could then move on to finish the actual assigned mission within 20 minutes of what was originally estimated. They waited for the signal-- gunfire-- that was it. Aeisr and her companions made there way closer to where Blue had last observed Mia being taken. A shack to the east of the encampment. --- [centre][b]01:00[/b][/centre] She wasn't dead! Aesir couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief. Her armor was still intact, and her arm was still there, contrary to Black's theories, Mia was okay! Well, she apparently had taken quite a beating, possibly due to torture, or maybe sadistic pleasure? They had left her, knocked out and bloodied, in what appeared to be their makeshift pantry. It was full of rotting meats, a huge stockpile of alcohol and drugs, some prewar food, and few meager first aid kits. Black would be carrying Mia and the first aid kits, Aesir took her fill of the Raider drugs and prewar food, all her bag could hold without weighing her down. It was hardly worth the risky excursion into enemy territory, but more loot was never a bad thing. After they were done looting the place, EDA's short-range radio turned on, "The feral ghouls have been a decent distraction, but they're wearing thin-- they'll be moving east in about 5 minutes," He hesitated before asking, "Is she there?" Black, short tempered, answered bluntly, slinging Mia over his shoulders as he headed for the door, "Yes! Let's get the fuck out of here." Aesir, stood in the middle of the room, looking around, as if she had lost something. "You go ahead, we have some extra time, I'll catch up." This surprised Black, "Boss are you su--" "Go." She didn't turn to look at him, "That's an order, you're wasting precious time." --- [centre][b]01:02[/b][/centre] Aesir liked to be safe. The goal of the mission had been to scavenge materials from the Vault with no combat, to that end, they had succeeded. But they had also been given the order to not be seen-- the main concern here being the feral ghouls-- but the Raiders were also a threat. The Yakima Republic was at war, they didn't need unnecessary skirmishes with bumfuck raiders on the border, and even though she stood up to whatever the raiders threw at her, until the point of unconsciousness, she had still made the mistake of being seen. The insignias of the Cascadians and the Yakima Republic decorate her arms, and although simply eliminating all the Raiders was not an option, she didn't want to risk the one sober person they'd need to make the connection. "Eda," Aesir began, she opened her bag and began to look through it's contents, "Play Vault 59; Scientist, Oscar, George Audiolog_17 titled "Farewell" " Aesir began to set aside some contents with haste as the robot began, a nervous voice coming out of it's speaker. [i]"U-um this is it! I've been able to retain most of my memories... who I am up until this point. The Overseer is... I guess he's um... doing? Sure. Oh god, I'm already forgetting basic grammar! Haha! Okay... need to finish this. Mutually Assured Destruction, I guess, he's just paranoid and broken enough to take us all down with him. And he keeps taunting us all with the announcements... And... And... Okay! Um. My name is George Oscar, I am a scientist in Vault 59, I used to work for Rob-co? I grew up in... in... Washington-- the State-- I can't remember the city it was, I'm sorry. I have a wife here. I vaguely recall us being happy before all this began. It was the dust, the dust gave her a stillbirth. I'm sorry Shell... I'm so sorry... "The world is still hell out there, so I can only assume if you are hearing this, it's in the distant future. I had the chance to escape, but the world can't sustain life yet-- I couldn't leave here, I couldn't leave this without trying to fix it all... Did... did you know the Chinese started researching this first? They even got farther than us, but I'm not sure they know it... mentats! Crushed mentats and alcohol! Any kind... but that'll do it, at least for the last few hours. They may have made mentats with the goal of weakening the American public through collective memory loss... Pfft... wouldn't that have been awful? We all stop fighting because we forgot why we were doing. Truth be told, I don't even think they knew, I think mentats were made as just that, the mental enhancer with a crippling addiction. That they inhibit hippocampus function and destroy neurons when combined with beer or a vodka is a fucking... fucking... fucking... fuck? "I don't remember? What was I going to tell you? You? You? Yoooouuu....? Who ARE you? Right! The... thing... I was... I was working on a cure... possible... yes... but I just... just... didn't. I'm... sorry."[/i] Every drink in the room would eventually be consumed by these Raiders, and Aesir was already hard at work dissolving several of her Party Time Mentats into each bottle... --- [centre][b]03:15[/b][/centre] [centre]Operation - COMPLETED[/centre] [centre][i]8th Underground and Recon Division[/i][/centre] [hider=Spoils][list][*]Dead scavenger Clothes, Supplies and Caps (315 caps): 20lbs[/*] [*]Assorted medical supplies: 150lbs[/*] [*]Prewar packaged foods: 200lbs[/*] [*]Vault 59 raw food stuffs (living plant samples, seeds, non-perishables, spices, Vault 59 plant nutrients): 200lbs[/*] [*]Maintenance tools (simple): 100lbs[/*] [*]Maintenance tools (advanced) (auto-hacking tools, Pipboy repair equipment, blowtorches, etc.): 50lbs[/*] [*]Maintenance robots (functional) (2): 250lbs[/*] [*]Water desalination kits (40): 80lbs[/*] [*]Water purifying equipment: 200lbs[/*] [*]Water chips (4): 8lbs[/*] [*]Motors (small) (8): 100lbs[/*] [*]Motors (large) (5): 150lbs[/*] [*]Generators (20): 500lbs[/*] [*]Police Batons(23): 50lbs[/*] [*]10mm Pistols (28): 87.5lbs [/*] [*]9mm Pistols (35): 87.5lbs[/*] [*]10mm Sub-machinegun (16): 87.5lbs[/*] [*]9mm Sub-machinegun (22): 87.5lbs[/*] [*]Flash bangs (24): 12lbs [/*] [*]Ammo - 9mm: 40lbs[/*] [*]Ammo - 10mm: 40lbs[/*] [*]Vault 59 Jumpsuits (200): 77lbs[/*] [*]Vault 59 Security Uniforms and Helmets (59): 170lbs[/*] [*]Lab equipment: 100 lbs[/*] [*]Book(s) - Medical (50): 25 lbs[/*] [*]Book(s) - Science (50): 25 lbs[/*] [*]Book(s) - Repair (50): 25 lbs[/*] [*]Book(s) - Speech (50): 25 lbs[/*] [*]Book(s) - General/Fiction (75): 50 lbs[/*] [*]Book(s) - General/Non-fiction (50): 50 lbs[/*] [*]Schematics: Terminal[/*] [*]Schematics: Vault Main Reactor[/*] [*]Schematics: Vault Secondary Reactors[/*] [*]Schematics: Vault Main Water Purifier[/*] [*]Schematics: Generator[/*] [*]Schematics: Motors and Engines[/*] [*]New Recipe discovered: Forget-Me-Now (Any type of dissolved or crushed mentat can turn an alcoholic beverage into an instant affliction of retrograde amnesia, anywhere from the last few hours to the last few days can be lost. WARNING: Psychologically lethal when taken with large doses)[/*] [*]Northern Raider Encampment: Pacified[/*] [*]Potential Yakima Territory Discovered: Vault 59 (untouched)[/*] [*]Potential Yakima citizens Found: Vault 59 residents (if cured; ghoulified)[/*] [*]New Scientific Documents Found: Vault 59 Science logs; Memory experiment reports[/*] [*]New Vault-Tec Found: Memory experiment reports[/*] [*]New Engineering Documents Found: Vault 59 Science logs; Vault 59 Maintenance logs; Vault 59 General populace logs; Vault 59 Engineer logs[/*] [*]New Literary Documents Found: Vault 59 General Populace logs[/*] [*]New Historical Documents Found: Vault 59 Overseer logs; Vault 59 General Populace logs; Vault 59 Security logs; Vault 59 Science logs; Vault 59 Maintenance logs; Vault 59 Engineer logs; Memory experiment reports[/*] [*]New General Documents Found: Vault 59 Overseer logs; Vault 59 General Populace logs; Vault 59 Security logs; Vault 59 misc. logs; Vault 59 misc. Vault-Tec logs[/*] [*]New Holotapes Found: Vault 59 Holotapes[/*] [*]Defunct robotic parts, scrap, spare electronics, components, batteries, power cells, junk, and misc.: 268lbs[/*][/list] - Total weight: 3,065lbs[/hider]