[color=fff200][b]Rick Noel - Vault 88
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"I'm telling you, one of our rifles might make you stand out far too much among surface-dwellers. Here take one of the modified Combat Rifles. It has a scope and uses what they call .308 bullets. " a man dressed is a freshly laundered white lab coat told Rick. 

Rick nodded, "But can I at least take one of our pistols? I'll feel lost without it...I must admit, this is quite exciting. It's one thing to always review case files, but another to get to explore above."

"Don't get too excited. The top is a shit hole. And even this vault will never compare to what once was our institute."

"Well I know that. But we are doing the best we can. At least we have running purified water, generators are now online so it's no longer dark, and the greenhouse is growing fresh food. All we have to do is maintain the secrecy." Rick replied as he put on a pair of black jeans and a white shirt over his Kevlar vest. He then put on a olive green jacket and smiled. 

"Just watch out kid, the top is not as friendly or easy going as you imagine. But this is your choice. Just make sure to check in constantly. More importantly if someone sees pistol just tell them you got it from Cricket. Oh, if you for some reason happen to see someone you recognize watch what you say. Do not want to put them." The man handed Rick a backpack with supplies. 

"Don't you worry, I will take care of myself." Rick smiled and walked through the door. He found himself in a corridor leading to the vault door. Along the corridor were various cameras and turrets. The cameras ran bio-metric scan on him, and soon was given a green light to proceed. 

Ever since the Devil had destroyed the institute, new measures were taken up to prevent a future incident. He arrived to vault gate, generation 2 synths guarded the entrance. As he entered the room he extended his arm out. They scanned it and and they proceeded to open the gate. 

He was excited, this was his first venture to the surface. Well first since the great exodus. As the vault door opened he stepped through, the outside of the vault was protected by various cameras, scanners and turrets. He could feel the turret and cameras follow him as he walked. He reacts a set of double doors that required a code. He entered his code and it swiftly unlocked and opened. 

 From here he walked down another dimly lit hallway. This was under the quarry. What made room special were the vents. As other rooms, this one had cameras and scanners. If an unknown was detected. The top vents would open up , flooding the room with radioactive water from quarry. Water would drown anything in there, and after 10 minutes, bottom vents would open up draining the water and leaving the remains to be cleaned up and scrubbed by gen 1 cleaning synths. 

He was at end of hall and entered his code again, to open this set of double doors. Once he stepped through they swiftly closed. He was now inside what looked like a shack. A man sitting on a corner nodded as Rick walked by. One of the top side guards. 

A select few guards posed as settlers after the raiders were taken care of. This allowed full control of who entered and exited the vault. This vault was not going to suffer same fate as the Institute.