Fallout: Boston
It was two hundred twenty one years after the bombs fell onto the entire country…
The radiation from the bombs swept over the land, nearly killing all life above. Many creatures had not been very lucky to surviving the dreaded lands that the bombs brought upon the world… All of the areas in the post-apocalyptic U.S., no matter where they were or how hard they hit, would be known as one thing…
The wasteland.
To protect the people who shouldn't die within the blasts of nuclear radiation and fallout they created impenetrable metal shelters, known as vaults.
They all had done their jobs, protecting the human race from a complete wipe from the face of existence. But after they opened their large metal doors they found the outside empty, and nearly empty of any sort of friendly signs.
Many vaults opened and the inhabitants would live on to inhabit the wastes, which opened up a dreaded war of life as the wasteland was filled with many symbols of people who either tried to bring the wasteland back into the government, or had just focused on the now and only wanted to feel good as they broke the backs of the people they controlled.
These people in order were known as the Brotherhood of Steel and the slavers.
The Brotherhood of Steel (or BoS) made their best attempt to bring the people of the wasteland into a land safe of problems that the nuclear warfare had brought, whether it was mutated animals of death to raiders who only wanted what they would need to steal; the Brotherhood of Steel was going to be there to protect.
On the other hand, there were the slavers. They had worked under the rule of an unknown man that had one obvious desire; to enslave an entire state and power through as the savior of the wastelands by a belief that complete control will keep the wasteland from being a total mess.
While Brotherhood influence had spread everywhere in the wasteland they always had problems in each one, this one had one major threat that slavers didn't have before. Unity.
When they came together to fight against the Brotherhood all stayed primarily difficult with the port of Boston sitting in the heat of it all while hundreds die to try and capture the area…
You were born in vault 74, this vault had suffered as the food supply inside had not been completely delivered to the vault by the time the bombs came and they had lost the last of it during your childhood, they opened the doors to the hell outside and managed to trade the still working radiation free water supply. But soon that was all going to change as greed took over somewhere that wanted free water.
No matter what happens in the world, no matter how many are killed, no matter how many countries are blown up, one thing is always the same…
War… War never changes…