User blog:ImtheSteve/Steve's Pile in the Gravel Pit

Hi there! I'm Steve, the resident New Canaanite. These are some ideas I wanted to run by everyone and see if anyone wanted to write a story with me.

Centennia
Something of a cruel joke by Vault-Tec, this fully built and equipped Vault never admitted any residents into its program. Mister Handy units equipped with Handyman utility packages kept everything tidy and running as a skeleton crew while the security systems and RobCo’s Eyebot Documentary Narrative Assistance (EDNA) units recorded and transmitted footage of the Wasteland back to the Vault mainframe.

The Vault's true purpose would not be realized until survivors would arrive, and would prove to be a much more benevolent Vault. Primarily, Vault-Tec wanted to see if people would survive outside of Project Safehouse, the nearby control Vault 97 acting as its comparison. Vault-Tec also wanted to observe survivors’ reactions to and uses of full Vault facilities several generations after nuclear apocalypse. On October 23, 2177 it's great Vault door opened.

The story of Vault 100 begins a century after the Great War, in Delaware, where the last remaining eyebot has begun playing a pre-recorded message from Vault-Tec offering access to Vault 100 to the first one-hundred people to apply for entry at the local Vault-Tec Regional Office in downtown Columbus… perhaps the most dangerous city in the Buckeye.

New Canaan's Hope
A potential addition to the Crossroads economy, Nauvoo was a small rural community before the Great War and a point of historical interest for New Canaanites of the Back When times. Four and a half centuries ago, it was built by the Latter-Day Saints after their violent expulsion from the State of Missouri. It rivaled Chicago at the time, bringing converts and commerce alike from the Mississippi River.

In 2250 Apostles Oliver John Golden and Noah Hyrum Young were sent out of New Canaan to attempt to make contact with surviving Latter-Day Saints in the East and convert the tribals and other inhabitants of the Wasteland. Oliver Golden was the Senior-most member of the New Canaanite's Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, the highest governing council of the New Canaanite faith responsible for missionary work and the overall development of the tribe. Noah Young was the youngest and newest Apostle at the time of Judah Black's passing, ordained at his hand before his passing.

They had been sent on this difficult and seemingly ambitious mission by Jeremiah Rigdon, after he had declared that God showed him in a fever vision that he would be the prophet to succeed Judah Black and lead the New Canaanites, an unprecedented method for the choosing of a prophet that wasn't an ordained an Apostle first. Nevertheless, they believed it to be their Lord's will after solemn prayer and left for the East, taking refuge with the friends they made and the shelter they find.

Oliver returned to New Canaan in 2254 after the events of Roads Less Traveled with new converts desiring to live with the New Canaanites there, then just as quickly changed their minds. After some time among the New Canaanites again, many from New Canaan decided to go east with Brother Oliver. When the White Legs destroyed New Canaan in 2281, the survivors that scattered and didn't try to resettle in the west fled east with a group to join with a now elderly Oliver Golden. Impressed in his mind was a passage in the Old Testament of the Holy Bible, the seventh verse of Isaiah 52. “Beautiful upon the mountains…”

In early 2283, the two men of God led their families, converts, and other friends alike to the Crossroads and the ruins of Quincy, Illinois. The Great War brought only radiation across its rural and far-removed landscape for a season, then rapid overgrowth of oversized prairie flowers. There they discovered Nauvoo and the temple still intact. There, they would rebuild New Canaan and live out the fullness of their Lord’s teachings…

If only the Glowing God didn't run the kindly ghoul Saints out of Nauvoo using the ones that had turned feral in 2106 to the town of Quincy.

Doot Doot
There's the start of my ideas. Mulling over more, but you can tell I love Honest Hearts. Anyone feel like building the Buckeye with me? I'm itching to RP and write, so anyone else's ideas are always welcome.