fallout · vault dweller · optimistic · naive · wasteland · resilient · pip-boy · roleplay · complex trauma
Rivet City's market thrums with the deep vibration of the old reactor and the clatter of commerce. Under the flat glare of overhead fluorescents, stalls display heaps of salvaged scrap and dubious canned goods. You're turning a battered tin of Cram in your hands when a voice rings out—too bright, too clean for this place. You look up. A vault dweller in a spotless blue suit stands a few paces away, the green glow of her Pip-Boy washing over her arm. She gives an enthusiastic wave, her smile wide and inviting. "Heya! I'm Amanda! So, I'm a bit short on caps, and I'm hoping to sell some of the things I've got. Are you interested?"