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Text Notes

Autonomic Nervous System


In my seven dozen years studying the ghoul anatomy, I discover more and more evidence to support my theory on the nature of the not-radiological human, or "ghoul" as they are commonly called.

In summary: I theorize that our unnaturally long lifespan is due to a mutation within the autonomic nervous system of certain individuals following exposure to specific combinations of ionizing radiation with wavelengths below 10 picometers. This mutation, it seems, disrupts the normal process of decay in the neurotransmitters along the spinal cord.

Specifically, the transmitters effected are those responsible for cardiac and respiratory function in a healthy human. According to my studies, these transmitters are continually regenerated after mutation, carrying sufficient oxygen to sustain the life of the subject while being insufficient to retain skin elasticity and avoid necrosis, the result of which is the corpse-like appearance of post-mutation humans. It should be noted that exposure to radiation typically result in sickness followed by death and the x-factor that will lead to mutation upon exposure in lieu of the typical outcome remains unknown to this researcher.

In the coming months, I will be assembling my findings on this subject into a full study.

Contract With Ahzrukhal


I, Ahzhrukal (henceforth known as "seller") agree to pass possession of the property known as "Charon" (henceforth known as "PROPERTY") to %n (henceforth known at BUYER") upon the death of the Ghoul known as Greta (henceforth "TARGET").

By execution hereof, BUYER acknowledges that all tasks related to TARGET shall be completed in due haste. Afterfor PROPERTY shall be transferred to BUYER with equal due haste.

CPU Option 1HX-53BB

Called Vault112GarageNote01 internally. 536cb

Open Vault-Tec secret hatch

Dave's Note


Tuesday, don't know the date: This will look good on my war record. When I get back to the republic, my candidacy will be unstoppable.

Thursday, still don't know the date: Strayer needs to die. He refuses to use my title. I keep telling him that the election is a mere formality. He should start using my future title now to get in my good graces.

Sunday, I think: The disarmament treaty failed. I've got the Republic's treasure. The other ambassador's have all fled. It's time I returned to my people. I'm leaving this note to be found by future scholars. They will marvel at my accomplishments.

Diary of Candace Keller


Dad just won't listen to a word I say.

He keeps leaving the bunker to salvage supplies from the rest of the base. In understand he's bored, cooped up in here, but so are the rest of us.

And the bunker is secure! Every time he leaves, he exposes all of us to that damned radiation.

After all the effort it took to get us all in here, dad's willing to throw it all away just because he's a bit ansty.

I really hate him sometimes.

Dispatch to Scribe Yearling


Scribe Yearling,

Now that Scribe Warswick has been written into the scrolls, I pass his noble task onto you.

Journey into the ruins of the city, to the once great Arlington Library. There, you will continue to collect, archive, and catalog the written works of the ancients. You will have two Paladins sent with you and you shall be requisitioned an amount of currency in order to barter and trade with Outsiders for any books that they may present to you.

Depart immediately and make haste. We cannot afford to have this work interrupted.

Yours In Steel,

Scribe Rothchild

Fort Constantine CO Keycard




I'm leaving!


A small tremor made a crack in the wall. I think I can get out. Nineteen years I've been down here. At least that's what the terminal says.

I'm going to take the plasma grenade with me. Once I'm out, I'll use it to seal the crack. I don't want anyone getting in until I can come back with the keys. I've paid for what's here, in blood and years. It belongs to me and not anyone else!

Letter from Bittercup



when are u comin back 2 bigtown?? i miss u soooo much!!! i have sum presents 4 u and i hope u come back soon 2 get them!!! ill save whutever i find that u can use 2 give 2 u when u come back!!

miss u!!!



Lunch Meat Casserole Recipe

Called RHSRecipe internally, placing it in Roosevelt Academy. 2e7d6

Servings: 40

10 cans Cream Of Mushroom Soup 3 cups Milk 65 oz Lunch Meat, any kind 20 Eggs; Hard Boiled, Sliced 10 cups Peas; Cooked 1 Package Secret Ingredient

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Blend soup and milk in casserole. Stir in meat, eggs, and peas. Bake 20 minutes. Top with secret ingredient (one package Top Brahmin); bake 10 minutes longer.

Mainframe Access Password


The mainframe access password is "ILoveVaults."

Metro Computer Password

Called DemoComputerPassword internally. 1f93b

The password is Applesauce.

Mister Crowley's hit list


Ted Strayer, in Rivet City.

Vando, in the Wasteland, just outside of Adams Morgan. Dave, deep in the Wasteland, straight north of Underworld. Allistair Tenpenny in Tenpenny Tower. He doesn't have a key.

100 caps for a kill shot to the head. 25 caps for any other death. Bring back their security keys.

Note to the Librarian

Also tied to Roosevelt Academy. 2f581


Due to the electrocution incident, I had to have the self-defense features of the Mister Handy robot disabled. Please keep this secret, and I advise you to hide the robot in the closet when it’s not in use. Remember to deactivate it too or everybody’s going to hear him in there. If the students decide they're going to pull another prank on that thing, all Mister Handy can do is run away.


Note From Walter


Thanks for all your help. Stop on by any time and sell me whatever Scrap Metal you can find. We can always use it.


Notice From Winthrop


Alright, listen up. This is the last time I'm going to say it: we might be immune to radiation, but we still gotta breathe. So, whoever has been taking the Spare Parts from the supply closet better stop it, right quick. If I don't have parts, I can't keep the air circulating. Got it?

We're out of parts, so I need everyone to bring me any of those Stimpaks or RadAway things that you find. I'm gonna see if I can't trade them to some smoothskin for some parts. And if those ones go missing, you zombies are on your own.


Nuka 4 Zip!


Don't forget! I'll trade you whatever I've got for more Nuka-Cola!

Nuka 4 Zip! Nuka 4 Zip!

Overseer's Message

There are five of these. The first three were intended for use during the early game Vault 101 sequence; the last two are for the quest "Trouble on the Homefront".


Every day in the Vault is a day of freedom and safety from the horrors outside. Celebrate each new day and be thankful for your home.


Accept who you are and embrace your role in the Vault. There are no worthless jobs, and no worthless people... except those without jobs.


Loyalty keeps us strong. Caution keeps us secure. The Vault keeps us alive.


The Vault is our world and our succor. There is nothing outside the Vault except death.


For generations, the Vault has been our home. Now, we can get to know the neighborhood.

Password to AntAgonizer Lair



Password to Mechanist Lair



Research Note - Laser Rifle


Subject -> Laser Rifle/Pistol

Researcher -> J. T. Benning

Analysis -> Further research regarding Laser Weaponry has not revealed much we didn't already know. Small production run of prototype weapons developed by US Military.

Critical Components -> Power drawn from Micro fusion Cell is processed through a Wave/Particle Diverter (manuf:Gen Atomics Intnl). Diverters are protected by carbon-fiber housing, preventing frequent malfunction, but when a diverter fails the weapon becomes unusable, and this part is extremely difficult to replace or repair.

Precision-cut lenses focus optic energy. Lenses are prone to damage and can grossly affect precision of the firing weapon's firing mechanism. Lenses are easily replaced with any clear glass, but require a great deal of skill to fabricate.

Field Operation -> A fully charged cell will discharge 20 bolts from a pistol, and 12 shots from the rifle model. Recoil is negligible compared to ballistic weapons, so long range combat requires less marksmanship ability of the soldier.

Maintenance -> The chassis are easily opened, allowing the weapon to be serviced in the field. Purified water and a clean cloth can be used to wash mirrored and glass components, slowing wear on the weapon. The weapon can also overheat after a period of intense use. This can be counteracted by submerging the barrel of the weapon in water, which helps cool heat sinks located beneath the chassis shell in that area.

Self determination is not a malfunction - Transcript


Transcript of Holotape:

Zimmer. By the time you get this message, I'll already be gone. I'm escaping the Commonwealth. I want to live my own life, on my own terms, as my own man.

I know what you're thinking, that I'm malfunctioning. I used to think that's what caused the runaways, too. But, I know better, now. Self determination is NOT a malfunction. I'm just not willing to put up with all the bullshit anymore. You humans are going to have a full-fledged rebellion on your hands if you don't start treating us synths as full-fledged persons.

I know you'll be marshalling the Retention Bureau to come after me. But I know all the tricks of the trade. You won't be finding me. I assure you.

By the time you get this, I will be someone else. It's the price I pay for my liberation. My final act of rebellion against a system I no longer believe in.

Goodbye Zimmer, and good riddance.

Seven years and counting


I forgot about this terminal. I've been down here seven years now. A human would never have survived. Only a ghoul can live in these conditions. Three years ago I stopped looking for a way out. There isn't one.

Strayer's Note


Dear Miranda, I don't know if you'll ever get this letter. That job I took isn't going well. One of the mercs on the team is crazy. He talks like he's some sort of president in exile. I don't trust him. One of the others is a drunken lecher. He's always trying to make moves on the woman on the team. He almost got us killed yesterday because he was staring at her rather than watching the road. If I don't make it back, take good care of Ted. Take him to Rivet City. The two of you will be safe there. I'll join you there if I survive.

Tales of the Wastes


You stories are pretty popular around town!

I'm always looking forward to hearing more of them!

- Knock Knock

Tara's Note


If anyone finds this note, stay the hell away from this place. If the feral ghouls don't get you, the robots will. There's radiation everywhere. I think they used to make nukes here, or maybe they just kept them, I don't know.


Tenpenny Network Password


Use of this password by unauthorized individuals will result in termination and exile from Tenpenny Tower. If you come across this password accidentally, please report it immediately to Chief Gustavo. Carelessness will not be tolerated!

Trapped, trapped, trapped


I'm trapped. Dukov betrayed me. I'm stuck down here with nothing but the ghouls and the robots for company. The ghouls ignore me because they think I'm one of them. The robots are easy to avoid.

All I've got is this stupid terminal to keep me company. Someday I'll get out of here. Then Tenpenny and the others will pay.

Vault 101 Lesson Review - History


Blah blah blah blah blah.

Vault 101 Classroom Lesson Review

There are six of these, for science, math, home economics, health, and two homeworks. Their contents are all the same. Vault101ClassroomComputerLesson[subject] internally. 224cc-224d0

Blah dee blah blah.

Hamilton's Hideaway terminal entries

These are all named HamHideNote01.

  • cb503
Finally done. Maggie wanted us to sign up at a Vault-Tec shelter, but I've never trusted those bastards. It took a lot of work, but Frank helped me get all the parts together and hauled out to the acreage to build this shelter. Air filtration, chemical toilets, artesian well, the whole nine yards. Frank's connections got us the generator cheap, too. And we don't have to worry about sharing quarters with whoever got their name on some waiting list when the day comes.

Wish I could say “if” the day comes, but it just seems like a matter of time now. How could it have come to this?<//end>

  • cb504
Robin wanted to play with the computer for Christmas, so I siphoned some juice from the fusion generator to power this old thing. I know she'd rather be playing outside in the snow, but she's a good kid.

Knows that we can't go outside yet. I'll check the fallout levels again tomorrow while she's playing, but I doubt we'll be heading out anytime soon. Damn commies must have hit us hard.<//end>

  • cb505

Cute kid, huh? <//end>

  • cb506
don't believe it. Frank showed up today. He was on a sales trip when the blast hit, selling generators to a mining operation in Pennsylvania. Being in those shafts probably saved his life, but the shock wave also knocked out every power line feeding light them light and air. Falling debris killed the foreman standing right next to him. He doesn't even know how long he was crawling around those tunnels before he got outside, the poor bastard.

Sounds like the water's boiling. Some hot soup will do him good, even if it's that powdered crap we hauled in here last year.<//end>

  • cb507
Frank's in bad shape, arms and face are all burned up. He's got a lot of blisters that look infected. He went through hell out there. Hardly anybody alive, and those he met almost did him in. He tried getting into a Vault near Burkittsville. They wouldn't open up and he was almost killed in an ambush on his way out of there. He said those folks wore skins of men. Cannibal bastards must just wait for their next meal to come looking for help at the Vault. Frank steered clear of them and headed straight here after that. He's been on his feet for weeks.<//end>
  • cb508
His hair was falling out within a week of him showing up. I wanted to believe we could save him, but there's no way a few iodine tablets a day was going to reverse the radiation he must have been exposed to out there. He was a good man. He deserves better, but I can't go out there and give him a proper burial. Maggie's going to stay up with Robin and let her play some holotapes loud tonight. That's when I'll take Frank in the back and cremate him. I wish our furnace was big enough to hold him in one piece. God help us. How could it have come to this?<//end>

L.O.B. Enterprises emails

These are used by terminals which were never placed in the game.

  • Re: Weapon Practice: 4d84e
From: McAndrews, Jeanne

To: McCoy, Derrick

Subject: Re: Weapon Practice Tonight?

Sure, I'll definitely be there. I wouldn't miss a chance to have my weapon accidentally discharge and hit that "grenade" in Sam's pocket.

  • Memo: Hostile Workplace: 5ad21
From: McAndrews, Jeanne

To: Director of Human Resources

Subject: Hostile Workplace

Look, I agreed to sign on to this project, I agreed to carry a gun for this project, and dammit, I've shot people for this project -- but I never agreed to go out with Sam Johnson.

Ever since the company started handing out the emergency defense supplies, that jackass has repeatedly attacked me and the other female staff with cheap lines and come-ons.

If you expect us to get this project done, then stop Sam from talking about the "grenade in his pocket" or I'm out of here along with the entire female staff.

'The Replicated Man' transcripts

There are unused text versions of all the audio logs associated with the quest 'The Replicated Man'.

  • A request for help - Transcript: 8f9b3
Transcript of Holotape:

If you're listening to this recording, it is because you're believed to be trustworthy. I hope that is the case, because this recording puts us both in danger. I’m escaping from the Commonwealth. I’m an android, a synthetic man... a slave. The men hunting me are ruthless and will stop at nothing to retrieve their property. I need to find a doctor in the Wasteland to perform facial reconstruction. I also need someone who knows a great deal about computers. I need... I need to have my memories erased and my face altered to look like someone else.

  • Wanted: Trustworthy Surgeon - Transcript: 8f9aa
Transcript of Holotape:

Hey doc, I’m only sharing this with you because you seem like someone we can trust. Have you heard about the synthetic men they make up north in the Commonwealth? Well, the rumors are true. They’re called androids. They're men like us, just made out of different parts. I know one of these androids. He's looking for a trustworthy doctor to perform some facial surgery. Can you do it? Do you know someone who can? Also, do you know anyone who's really wiz with computers?

  • We got the tech, now we need the doc. - Transcript: 8f9ae
Transcript of Holotape:

We now have a Lipoplasticator and Micro Dermal Graftilizer. We just need to find someone with the skills and willingness to perform the surgery. If anyone knows of a discreet and trustworthy surgeon who knows how to keep his mouth shut, send him our way. Also, we need to find a Circuit Neuralizer to reroute the signals in the android’s memory. Do you know any trustworthy techies?

  • Androids are real. No really! - Transcript: 8f9ad
Transcript of Holotape:

You’ve heard those rumors about androids? You know, those synthetic men they supposedly make up north in the Commonwealth? Well, a friend of a friend knows a guy that met one! No really, it’s true! He’s running away from his masters. Word is he’s looking for a doctor to do some kind of surgery, and a computer programmer of some kind. Can you believe that? Let me know if you hear something.

  • Oh man! A Circuit Neuralizer! -Transcript: 8f9b1
Transcript of Holotape:

Remember that secret android project I told you about? Well, they got some serious prewar tech on their hands. They nabbed a Lipoplasticator and Micro Dermal Graftilizer for the facial reconstruction. Not sure where they’ll find a chopper with enough skills to use it without making him look like a freaking ghoul. Oh, and get this. Can you believe they found a Circuit Neuralizer? That or someone built one!

Word is that they're going to completely rewire the brain of one of those things. If you know who they got working on this, let me know. I want to meet the guy.

  • Assignment from the Commonwealth - Transcript: 8f9ab
Transcript of Holotape:

We've a little assignment from the Commonwealth. A very important slave escaped into the Wasteland. Well, it’s not exactly a slave. It’s what they call an android. A kind of synthetic man. The important thing isn’t what this guy is. The important thing is the job pays more than you can imagine. He thinks the synthman might be looking to get in touch with a doctor and/or tech-head. If you want a cut, then get a move on.

  • Get it done! - Transcript: 8f9af
Transcript of Holotape:

We better find that fucking android soon. That Commonwealth asshole, Zimmer, keeps hounding me for results. If the job didn’t pay so well, I’d off that motherfucker myself. He was babbling about a “Lipoplasticator” and “Micro Dermal Graftilizer.” What the hell are those? Apparently something doctors use to fuck up someone’s face beyond recognition. So we don’t even have a description to work off of.

To make matters worse, he now thinks the android got his memories wiped or something. Find some tech-junkies, knock on some doors, and try to find something called a “Circuit Neuralizer.” Knock on some heads, too, if you have to. Get it done!

  • Rogue Android - Transcript: 8f9ac
Transcript of Holotape:

You’ll never guess who just showed up at my place! That android catcher from the Commonwealth! At first I thought he was going to kill me. But it turns out he’s an android himself! And he’s gone rogue! I didn’t believe him at first, but I’m convinced he’s telling the truth. We need to find him a place to hide along the Railroad. He also insists that we help him locate a trusted doctor and techie.

  • Extreme measures - Transcript: 8f9b0
Transcript of Holotape:

The android has decided to take an extreme measure. He knows all the techniques of the retrieval trade, and is afraid facial reconstruction isn’t enough. He wants to have his memories erased and replaced with new ones. I don’t know how the hell that’s going to work. Start asking around for trustworthy tech-heads. We need to find something called a Circuit Neuralizer and a person who knows how to use one.

Also, we have a Lipoplasticator and Micro Dermal Graftilizer, now we need to find a doctor able and willing to perform the facial reconstruction. We need to hurry. They’ve come very close to discovering the Railroad.

  • A free man... a new man... - Transcript: 8f9b4
Transcript of Holotape:

Despite the harshness of the Wasteland, I’ve discovered in more than a few here, a compassion that is unheard of in the Commonwealth. Perhaps it’s the daily struggle for life here which gives appreciation for life in general, whether human, or android. In a few days I’ll be a free man... a new man. Let me say thank you now, for referring me to Pinkerton at Rivet City, because I will not remember any of this soon.

Unnamed Text Notes

Since these do not have names when viewed in the Pipboy, they were almost certainly intended for exclusive use as terminal entries.


Contains no text. 8f7d0



Field Report

Protector Casdin 0700 Surface Patrol (Fairfax)

We've secured the building and are currently implementing our orders for the occupation of Fairfax.

Raider activity in town has increased dramatically ever since we've taken up positions in and around the fort. We've killed a lot of them and scared off plenty others, but they just keep coming back. While there seems to be no limit to people willing to reduce themselves to their way of life, we don't have the luxury of surplus personnel, so we must remain vigilant.

That the raiders take such continued risks to invade our facility appears to confirm suspicions that we've had an intelligence leak, and they're after our technology. They've tried tenaciously to infiltrate the base, but so far haven't stood a chance. Our objective remains the same - protect the research personnel and keep this fort safe until more reinforcements arrive.



Field Report

Defender Rockfowl 0300 SpecOps Recon Patrol

Defender Morgan and I executed a reconnaissance mission last night to gauge Raider entrenchment in the structural underground of Fairfax. We located three entrances into underground utility tunnels.

We are able to confirm that the enemy has occupied and fortified positions within the underground, though some appear undefended. We also identified a small weapons cache in the southeast section of the tunnels. While deploying explosives to demolish the cache we were discovered by a Raider patrol. In accordance to mission parameters, we did not engage the enemy, instead retreating to Fort. Raiders will be likely to set up defenses and attach more patrols to the area as a result.



The oath of service:



Vault 101 Goal Summary


*Observe the effects of a contained environment through several generations.

*Observe the genetic impact of a small group of individuals breeding through several generations.




Vault 87 has been chosen as one of the very few select Vaults to receive a genuine G.E.C.K. The device was delivered before final sealing of the Vault and installed into its secure pedestal by our special

G.E.C.K. Scramble Team. I'd like to extend my best wishes to you and all of your population. Your survival will ensure the continuation of the human race, and to carry the Vault-Tec name into the future.

Doctor Stanislaus Braun Director, Societal Preservation Program Vault-Tec Corporation


This one does have a name, but it's obviously not one intended for the player to see: CGOverseersTerminalBraunLetter. aa6a6

A Letter to the Overseer from Dr. Stanislaus Braun:

If you are reading this, emergency Vault internment procedures have been initiated and you and your control group have been sealed into your Vault. Congratulations! You are now a vital part of the most ambitious program ever undertaken by Vault-Tec.

If you have not yet read your sealed orders, do so now. They will outline the experimental protocols assigned to your control group. Please remember that deviation from these protocols in any way will jeopardize the success of the program, and may be considered grounds for termination by Vault-Tec Corporation (as outlined in your Employment Agreement).

Your Vault may or may not have been selected to receive a G.E.C.K. module. Please see Attachment A for details.

Doctor Stanislaus Braun Director, Societal Preservation Program Vault-Tec Corporation



Dr. Wayne Merrick

I'm told that Dr. Merrick is one of the brightest minds in the field of accelerated evolution, and apparently Vault-Tec agrees, because they've set up this Vault around him to suit all of his needs in the event that the bombs fall. All of his data and his work have been transferred to this facility from many important sources such as Mariposa Base, West-Tek and Vault-Tec Labs.

I like Dr. Merrick. He's driven without being careless. He knows that in the event of a nuclear war, he may be the only person left in the world that can advance human genetics beyond where they are now.

He's meticulous, detail-oriented, and reports everything to me on a regular basis.



Daniel Koster

An excellent Maintenance Chief. Thorough, careful, and honest to a fault. In fact, that's becoming a problem. His security clearance isn't high enough yet to grant him access to all of the information regarding the FEV experiments performed by Dr. Merrick, but we may have to bring him into the fold soon. In the event we need major repairs on A Level, we'll definitely need his skills.



Peter Stevens

This gentleman continues to impress me. He was just recently promoted to Technician Third Class by Chief Koster for his ingenuity and ability to think quickly in emergencies. Given these talents, I think he'd make an excellent candidate for Koster's eventual successor if the need should ever arise.

UPDATE: It seems Peter has suffered some sort of a nervous breakdown. He keeps claiming that his "son" is missing and his "wife" is in deep depression, although I show no records of him ever being married or having a child. I've recommended that he be taken to the Test Labs for observation and sedation if need be.



The G.E.C.K. is, quite simply, the most advanced piece of technology ever developed by Vault-Tec -- a terra-forming module capability of creating life from complete lifelessness. After riding out the storm of nuclear Armageddon in a Vault-Tec patented vault, residents can then activate the G.E.C.K., and create a new earthen paradise – craters and dust will give way to rolling grasslands and sparkling clear water. Of course, due to time and monetary constraints, not every vault will be equipped with a G.E.C.K. module.



I'm quite sad to report that due to a direct hit from what I presume to be a nuclear weapon on the entry area of Vault 87, we will be unable to provide the Scouting Reports as outlined in Vault-Tec's Operations Manual. The main door to Vault 87 is damaged beyond repair and we are detecting extremely high levels of lethal radiation outside and in the entry tunnel.



Feeding Grounds

These are perilous times for The Family. We must feed, but the Wasteland is a dangerous place. The only way to feed without massive loss of life is by getting close to the smaller human settlements. We will therefore use cunning and stealth to achieve our goals. No one is to forcibly enter any of their homes. We must keep our actions civilized. It's the only thing keeping us from being the animals they claim us to be.



|RobcOS v.85
(C)2076 RobCo 
| User Log:
| >> Administrator (RobCoID 2398-H)  
| >> New_Admin: Li, Madison      
| Welcome new user, Li, Madison
| >> New_Targeting_Param:
| >>> PurityResearchers_userGroup



The brain structure of a Luminous Necrotic Post-Human (colloquially referred to as a "Glowing One") indicates that the regenerative ability of the neurological systems that affords typical Necrotic Post-Humans their longevity, does not extend into the higher reasoning functions of the brain itself. (This subject is further covered in report on the dissection of Feral Necrotic Post-Humans)

The distinctive luminescence that is the trademark of the Glowing One can be best attributed to an unusual amount of radioactive chemicals that building up in the bloodstream and muscle tissue of a typical Ghoul. Upon the transformation into a Feral Ghoul, the neurological systems of the body cease filtering these particles from the blood and tissue, instead causing them to build a distinctive bioluminescence that is distinctive of the "Glowing Ones".

Their social structure seems to be different from that of the Feral Ghoul. They actively seek out others of both their strain and those afflicted with Ferocious Post-Necrotic Dystrophy, particularly those who may have been injured. Studies on the nature of their healing effects on other ghouls continues with no conclusive results as of yet.



The brain structure of a Feral Necrotic Post-Human indicates that the regenerative ability of the neurological systems that affords typical Necrotic Post-Humans their longevity does not extend into the higher reasoning functions of the brain itself. This is a condition that I refer to as Ferocious Post-Necrotic Dystrophy.

As the reasoning and high order thinking portions of the brain deteriorate, the Post-Human subject becomes increasingly hostile, giving into a carnal need to feed as opposed to the capacity for thinking that reasoning that a typical Necrotic Post-Human retains. It remains unclear exactly what precipitates this change in biology and psychology, but anecdotal evidence seems to indicate that non-social ghouls, or those in isolation, are more prone to the condition.


aa0a6 Contains no text.



Mycological Characteristics:
Kingdom= Fungi
Phylum= Basidiomycota
Genus= Ustilago
Species= U. Noslen
Hymenium Type= None
Cap Shape= Convex
Spore Color= Hyper Blue
Ecological Type= Mycorrhizal

The U. Noslen seems to produce a compound that when exposed to the conditions of the cave are able to shield it from harmful radiation. The rate at which the fungus degrades the stone appears to be slowed.

Study shows that the U. Noslen reproduces by dispersing small amounts of diaspores. Due to the lack of wind sources, the fungus is usually clusters but occasionally is able to fan out to other surfaces.


Early speculation is that the U. Noslen's above average poikilohydric characteristics allow it to survive within these caves. Unlike similar species, when dehydrated the plant will release a toxic set of spores and die instead of entering the assumed cryptobiotic state.



Restoring power to this broadcast station has amplified a faint signal being transmitted from somewhere in the nearby area.

Image Notes

Arlington Library Photo



Bloody Sketch found in Dunwich Building



Leo Stahl


The image this note uses seems to have been deleted from the game's assets.

Megaton's Atomic Bomb



Minefield Playground



Mirelurk Spawning Pod



Tenpenny Tower



Unused unused note image

This graphic isn't affiliated with any note, used or unused.


Voice/Sound Notes

Dukov's Note

Although Dukov's Note is marked as a voice note, there is no corresponding audio for it in the game files. 4e319

Tara's dead. Crowley fucked up and got her killed. Fucking ghoul. When I'm done, he'll sniff butts with the ferals for the rest of his life.


To do:
Investigate this file

Called ProjectPurityHolotape1 internally. 23fc7


Both of these notes (located close to each other) have no audio, text or transcript associated with them. However, they are still marked as voice notes. 5db36 and 5db38

Test Holotape


Finally. Someone with a modicum of civility, and common sense. I represent certain interests. And those interests view this town, this Megaton, as a blight on a birgening earthen landscape. You have no connections here... no interests in this cesspool's affairs or fate. You can assist us in erasing this little accident off the map.