A solitary radio half-buried in the sand flickered to life, a soft and calming tune
lazily flowing out. Beside the portable radio, a burnt and charred skeleton rested, face-down on a towel sunbathing under the yellow skies. Further away, the shriveled husk of a leafless palm tree offered shade to another fleshless corpse reclining in a wooden beach chair.
In the distance, the wasted toxic soup of the Pacific cascaded on- waves tumbling over one another as they ebbed and flowed onto the beach. Past the beach, there was a debris-strewn road and boardwalk, vehicles stationary and lifeless, their occupants still skeletonized within. Rather than being obliterated and wrecked apart, everything was dilapidated and abandoned, rusted and degraded. It started to rain softly... The sound of the cascading ocean and pitter of black rain fought with the soothing music until it started to repeat, that melodious women's voice unnaturally caught in a second-long loop until the signal abruptly tuned out.
All that remained was the sound of the waves lazily rolling forth from the sea before they retreated back to the ocean. That and the gentle deluge of acid rain that steamed on contact with the earth.
War. War never changes... In the year 2077, fire rained over earth and humanity was irrevocably changed forever. Those who survived would never again live their lives as they once did, doomed to rule over the world that they destroyed. The end of civilization lasted only two hours. No one knows who shot first, but within moments most of the world was scorched in a hellstorm of radiation. Yet not all was entirely lost. On the island of Oahu, those who survived did so in great underground vaults. As they hid beneath the earth, China, only a stone's throw away, blanketed the island in a deluge of chemical and biological weapons, sparing the tropical paradise the horrors of nuclear holocaust while inflicting upon it a much more insidious fate...
I was thinking that we might have a player or two be from a vault, and a player or two from the outside- destined to meet. The Vaults
were not meant to protect anyone. Not really... they were science experiments and this being E, I had the idea that one of the vaults in Hawaii was built to conduct a sexual experiment (Like Vault 68 and 69...)
Perhaps the dwellers were pumped full of aphrodisiacs on a daily basis. It was in their food, their water. The vault itself was designed to resemble phallic or yonic imagery and plenty of provocative reading/viewing/listening material was available. The effect this could have had is... perhaps, the citizens becoming immune to the aphrodisiacs pumped into them over a few generations (Though they'd still probably have a culture of sex...) yet they are absolutely saturated with the stuff, themselves becoming walking aphrodisiacs.
So the wildlife of Oahu is not FEV mutants or anything. Perhaps there was an FEV facility, but I think most of the weird mutations of the native plant and animal life came from the cocktail of chemical and biological weaponry used by the Chinese in their counter-attack on the US. They wanted to conquer Hawaii, not destroy it... so they attacked the populace while trying to keep the infrastructure in tact. So, day 1 after the war- everything was sill probably functioning. Automated power plants and the like... if they are nuclear- then they might have continued working for a long, long time. Of course, this is Fallout and without human intervention, something had to go wrong.
So, I hope to have at least one character from both sides of the vault door- and they'll both have very different experiences to share...