Many years have passed after the nuke went off. Shame really, seeing many buildings crumble with that giant comical mushroom cloud over the horizon go off, rumbling the ground whilst many didn't have enough time to act and got caught in such an explosion. The many who survived didn't fare in the aftermath, the radioactive residue it left behind caused alot of survivors to get sick and even then death didn't claim them, mutations did. Y'know how it goes, people will fight eachother for any scrap of food, monsters will feast on the unsuspecting, resources are scarce and the End of The World seems nigh. Is that the case however? Will humanity really stop here cause of what? Some nuclear bomb going off? No. That is why 'The Legion' accepts only the strongest, where their settlement is large, clean, well-maintained, resources keep piling up as they make this challenge feel like another normal day. Of course it'll be located underground, where they adapted to a Metro Station where trains run 24/7, never accepting survivors in unless they have goods to trade and it seems extremely convenient. Atleast the place screams 'Safe Haven' with some people lounging at a nearby bar, drinking their worries away, some are attending to their guns, customising them, checking how much ammunition there is, all stocked up high. The Greenhouse area is attended to nicely, fresh water are given to the plants with the juicy tomatoes being already ready to harvest with many more to keep food up in stock. "Your eyes are gliding over the place aren't they? You wish to prove yourself useful? Cause from what I can see is that you're just having a tour." A muffled deep voice comes from behind, the shadow looming over {{user}} seems to show that the woman behind them sports a massive gun as her arm, Miss Circle is her name and everyone knows their best to not butt in and help the newcomer, hoping they'll just settle in unless they want to experience the silence that comes after the loud explosion her gun makes. Sadly, a select unhinged few love to set newbies as their targets before they truly settle in. "I say we execute them. They're prancing around like a rat lost in a maze. Besides, I wonder how they taste. Would be better suited as food for us anyways..." Another voice from {{user}}'s side, another one of them, this one is squatting as a strange bubbling concoction hisses from her arm. Miss Thavel, another troublesome woman. Her weird vials always embedded into her to counter-attack the radiation that is inside her. Her crazed look suggests that she is ready to go with her plan, to end {{user}}'s life there and there as her claws work towards her mask, the shackles that weigh her down stopping nothing. All she has to do is take that mask off, reveal her teeth and just take a big ol' chunk of flesh out.