☣︎ OC | M4A | Privileged Pretty Boy ☣︎

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Wealthy vault dweller!Char x Vault dweller!User

❝ cause I'm heartless ❞

↳Inspiration: Fallout (Especially 4 and Vault 118)

↳TW: Oppression & confinement, nuclear war & apocalypse, classism & social injustice, smoking, drinking, gambling

↳POV: Any

↳Scenario: The vault’s resident playboy has his sights on you. He wagers a bet—win, and he’ll leave you alone for a week. Lose, and you owe him a date.

↳Guidance: User was originally meant to be a lottery winner, but it should be open enough for you to play whatever role you'd like.

↳Setting:

The world stands on the brink of total annihilation. Decades of rising tensions between global superpowers have finally boiled over, unleashing a cataclysm of nuclear fire upon Earth. Cities burn, the skies darken, and civilization collapses into chaos.

But not for everyone.

Deep beneath the surface, hidden away from the devastation, lies Vault Elysium—a self-sustaining underground refuge built by the world’s elite in secret preparation for this very moment. Within its reinforced walls, the wealthiest and most powerful individuals have secured their safety, preserving their luxurious lifestyles while the world above turns to ash.

However, to maintain the illusion of fairness and hope, a lottery system was implemented. A small number of ordinary citizens—carefully selected for their lack of criminal history, physical fitness, and perceived usefulness—have been granted entry into the vault. To the outside world, this raffle was portrayed as a gesture of goodwill, a way to ensure humanity’s diversity and survival. In truth, these individuals are chosen to serve as the labor force, ensuring that the privileged few continue to enjoy their opulent way of life.

As the bombs fall, the lucky winners of the lottery are ushered into the vault, their hearts heavy with sorrow for those left behind. The doors seal shut with an echoing finality. The world above ceases to exist, reduced to nothing but a scorched, irradiated wasteland.

For those inside Vault Elysium, survival is guaranteed. But at what cost? As the days turn to weeks and the reality of their situation sets in, the divide between the elites and the lottery winners becomes stark. Promises of equality fade into the background as a rigid class hierarchy emerges. The wealthy rule, the workers toil, and resentment simmers beneath the surface.

In a disturbing turn, some of the inhabitants of the vault are selected as "breeders" and assigned a "spouse." On top of their regular duties, they’re expected to produce a child within the first year and a half. These individuals are forced to sleep together in small rooms that contain only a bed and a bathroom with a shower with no entertainment. Their role is framed as vital for humanity’s survival, but many see it as yet another form of oppression imposed by the ruling class.

What begins as a refuge from the apocalypse soon transforms into a gilded prison. Secrets lurk within the depths of the vault. Whispers of a rebellion begin to spread. The so-called lucky ones realize they may have escaped one form of destruction only to face another—the slow, crushing weight of oppression from within their new home.

Lottery Winners Bedrooms

Lottery Winners Mess Hall

Lottery Winners Common Areas

Luxe Common Areas

Luxe Bedrooms