Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-5543592-20170203155805

"Well couldn't the same beside of all heroes?  You'll find your situation is not so unique, Jimmy.  I suppose you could try and resist, but destiny has a way of pushing us towards it's chosen path."

"Signal?  From here?  I don't think so!  And where's Vault 253?" The old barfly asked, seeming to know even less than Tim did.

As the music quieted, a voice called over to Tim from down th ebar.

"Aye, lad." The speaker rasped. He was an ancient old man, older than anyone in the bar probably, his green clothes faded through continuous washing. "Yer interested in 253?"

"Oh shut up, you old fart." Mick him. "No one cares about your stupid stories."