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Rose prepared her thing as the class ended. The Automated door opened finally to open her freedom, but she still sat there. She continued to gather her things. She made sure that everything was proper and in its place. Finally getting up to leave, Rose first looks out of the room into the larger area behind. She sticks her head out and looks in both directions. Seeing not a soul, She steps out into the hall. Cautiously she makes her way through the Vault. She tries to hid her nervousness by trying to appear confidence.

Rose found her way to the living areas without having to interact with anyone, not even a robot. She looked the around until she found the door marked "08". It was unoccupied. Lucky her. Rose never liked the idea of luck, but to get her favorite number was good. The robots called her 80 but she liked to drop the zero. 8 was a number of power. She liked 8 better than 80 but 80 was her name. Anyways, Rose enters the room number 08. She begins instantly to arrange the room for efficiency and ease of access. She would have spent more time in the organizing of her new room, but her belly growled. Rose sighed, realizing she was hungry. She got ready and headed up to the third floor.

Rose entered the dinning area. Immediately, a robot addressed her in its automated manner, "Good afternoon, I am chef. Bzzzt. Can I get you something to eat or drink?" Rose answered she would like something to eat, then moved to take a seat. She noticed the other girl in the room but made no effort to start any conversation.

"Finally." Elizabeth thought as the other girl walked in. "Where is everyone else?" She had her arms folded and her head tilted to the side. "I just got here and your the first person I've seen. My names sev-er, my names Elizabeth. My number was seventy two for short." She holds out her hand. "Its nice to meet you."

* @MarsAdept With your high perception you notice the air is cooler then it was in the development ward. You also notice small black circles made of glass in various corners near the ceiling. They are only in the dinner.

GM NOTE:

As the two of you sit in the dinner 24 other kids come and go they were on the lower floor since they were all around the age of 19. They greet you and welcome you to the vault and make sure you are adjusting into the new life style. There is one guy he is definitely older then the rest. his name is 99 or Chet. Chet's birthday is coming up they say he will turn 21 in a few months. He just took the G.O.A.T. He is looks nervous and sullen. You see some of the guys sitting with their ankles crossed and some of the girls pulling out chairs for the fellas. Most of the kids her took it upon themselves to alter their jump suits.

They tell you life is good in the vault. And there is a glitch in the program so if you can't make it to your room then any bedroom will do for lock down. Other wise the bots will zap you the first time. The second time they activate the chip in your chest and you die. They know this because they've seen it. A person just coughs blood and falls over.

*(For the time being these 24 will be GM characters as more people play then they will be swapped out. )*

After the lunch most of the vault dwellers hung out in the halls. Very few returned to class as was there choice. In the central rooms and hall ways you can see the Eye bot hovering and observing everything. The other robots do the various tasks they were assigned years ago. The air is clean as it blows threw the pipes and vents into the levels and rooms.

On the third floor walking up from the stairwell is a cyber dog. This is the only one in the vault. Sending out a subliminal need to be pet. The dog receives unregistered attention whether people wanted to or not they are forced to pet it as the dog passes by. Sometimes the dog can be seen begging in the direction of an eye bot. The eye bots ignore the dog completely. The robots also ignore the cyber dog.

The day of the week is Wensday. If asked for the month the Robot/terminal sends out an *ERROR SEE ADMINASTRATOR* Message. More then a few of these messages appear when the system is asked about a very particular topic.

Elizabeth returns to class asking the robot for subject human history, era 2060. She writes as the robot recites the subject matter from memory. sitting at her desk as she keeps writing feet planted firmly on the floor. normally this would be a mandatory 2 hour class on Thursdays. Now that she freely had access to her favorite subject she would delve into all of it and just the periods she was interested in. Instead of being forced to learn of various companies and corporations. If she had to hear about the great tasting nuke cola and the formula that changed the world she was going to malfunction. It was freedom as she only read about.