War, war never changes……………..
Vault 140 Status: OFFLINE
Vault 141 Status: OFFLINE
Vault 142 Status: OFFLINE
Vault 143 Status: OFFLINE
Vault 144 Status: OFFLINE
Vault 145 Status: ONLINE
When the bombs dropped, some were spared the horrors of the holocaust in gigantic underground shelters called Vaults. Your ancestors were part of this group. When Vault 145 closed its doors to the outside world the inhabitants breathed a sigh of relief as the first atomic bombs dropped and the outside world began to die. They, along with the inhabitants of Vault 140, 141, 142, 143, and 144 believed they were safe from the horrors that were sure to come. And while miraculously the Vault doors held and the people inside them were spared nuclear holocaust, what no one inside of them knew was that the Vaults were never intended to save anybody.
Each Vault was designed as a sociological test, Vault 77 contained a single man and a crate of puppets, Vault 101 was designed to test the effects of a dictatorial leader, or Vault Overseer, on a community of people who were told their vault was never to be opened, and Vault 55 had no entertainment tapes. Every Vault except a select few had something wrong with them, or something out of the ordinary, to test their inhabitants' physical or mental limits.
Vaults 140 through 145 were no exception. Vault 140 failed after its inhabitants, 15 Republicans, 15 Democrats, and one Independent could not agree upon what to do about a malfunction in the Vault's reactor which eventually caused the reactor to explode, killing everybody inside the Vault.
Every single person in Vault 141 was connected to each other in a negative and personal way, some had been bullied by each other in high school, others were old enemies, and some had family rivalries that were centuries old. Vault 141 failed after its inhabitants discovered that everything in the Vault was not fixed to a surface and could therefore be used as a weapon.
Every inhabitant of Vault 142 except for one had a terminal illness that killed them in a period of several months to several years until there was only one person left, who committed suicide five years after the death of the last diseased inhabitant, his own son.
Vault 143 contained nine hundred and ninety nine people, and a guy named Mike. Mike was considered by the Vault's inhabitants to be the most annoying person below the face of the Earth. And they were right, but what they didn't know was that along with being annoying, Mike would prove to be deadly. Vault 143 failed after Mike broke the food dispensers, and then ate the emergency rations, dooming the Vault to starvation as Mike had lost the password to the Vault door.
Vault 144's population was made partially of black people, and partially of racists along with two armories filled with unlocked weapons and plenty of ammo. In other words it was two Vaults, one black, one racist white. Eventually the constant clashing of the Vault's two factions led to the destruction of both individual Vaults.
The final Vault in the area, Vault 145, contained no directions at all. Despite this, the people of Vault 145 thrived and this Vault survived. This Vault was where you were born.