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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Fanfiction · #2067449
Put someone from the critically acclaimed Fallout 4 into diapers
This choice: Alyson  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Alyson

    by: UndeadViper Author IconMail Icon
Alyson was making herself lunch in her suburban home when the shocking news arrived. As she stacked her filling in the sandwich, she suddenly herd screaming and yelling. Dropping her lunch across the floor, the tall blonde dashed towards her door, her long blond curls streaming behind her. People where running down the street in a mad frenzy, cars were crashing into one another. Feeling scared she backed inside and her ears picked up the voice of the television.
"We have confirmed reports of nuclear weaponry being dropped upon several major US cites" the newscaster read in a deathly tone "Detonations and EMP blasts have been recorded in.."
Feeling scared Alyson started to run, she fled her house. Outside people were running wild, cars collided, voices screamed and there was even in occasional gunshot. Luggage was strewn all over the streets and people hurriedly packed belongings into bags. Alyson knew where they were headed, where she had to go.

She sprinted off down the street, outpacing many of the panicking crowds. She watched a bus ram the convenience store, the driver kicking the door open and fleeing as the store began to catch fire. The throng made its way through the suburban paradise, towards the hillside path to the local vault.

Alyson ran off down into the woods, following the path she passed the tree with their falling autumn leaves. The sky roared as a Vertibird thundered overhead, tearing the leaves of the branches in a golden sandstorm. They were nearing the chain link fence that surrounded the vault. People were clustered about watching the Vertibird hovering overhead, its machine guns tracking the refugees.

Quickly Alyson approached the three guards at the entrance, all were armed and keeping the crowds at bay.
"Please" she begged a man in a Vault-Tech uniform. "You have to let me in!"
he raised an eyebrow. "are you with Vault-Tech?" he asked

You have the following choices:

1. Yes

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2. No!

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